Use My Frustration As A Means For Your Motivation

We seem to always seek that need,
To find a comfort feeding to please.
Wishing we were given space...
When it is wanted,
And when it should take place.

Use my frustration,
As a means for your motivation.
You always bring me there,
Without concern or care.
Use my frustration,
In re-inactments as libations.
Use my sweated brow to rehearse...
How to implement your curse!

We seem to find time to criticize,
Those close to us and on our side.
Nit-picking everything they do...
With a disregard of loyalty,
And a devotion shown that's proved!
Believing we 'must' be satisfied,
Or a temper tantrum undenied...
Begins to break through,
With pouts and shouts and cussing spewed!

Use my frustration,
As a means for your motivation.
You always bring me there,
Without concern or care.
Use my frustration,
In re-inactments as libations.
Use my sweated brow to rehearse...
How to implement your curse!

Use my frustration,
As a means for your motivation.
And when you've completely exhausted me...
Tell others how I am selfish.
How difficult it is...
To live with 'me'.
Use my frustration,
As a means for your motivation.
Create those scenes how I've treated you mean...
And when you pack and decide to leave,
Don't be surprised if no one believes your grief!

Everytime you bitch and whine...
Noticed very few listen to you each time?

by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Comments (2)

I thought this to be a moving and thought-provoking poem... why do we stick by the ones that don't stick by us... and as for bitching and complaining, I figure no one wants to listen anyway lol I liked this one, just as angry as I feel when I'm found in this position... All the best, Lee
Is this some kind of self-sacrifice? Is it worthwhile to sacrifice for someone who drives you to the threshold of uttering something like this? Use YOUR FRUSTRATION to satiate his/her MOTIVATION? How disturbing and demoralising!