Blackbird Poetry

I'm both your savior and your scapegoat I've never uttered the exact names, I've never known the correct words, Not until today. You've doled out punishment and expectation, Waiting for me to comply I did what was expected, Your plans worked every time. But you've always talked shit, and blamed me, For things when I was not around, I could never defend myself.... I made not even a sound. I always wondered, Why people never knew what to believe..... Because I'm your whipping boy and your angel, It's too much for them to conceive. You guilt me into thinking, I owe you so much more, You say you'd give your life for me....and I've always taken that to heart..... But when it's  my turn to sparkle When its my turn to shine, You make it all about you- ---Every time. You created me to deliver, Yes- I can get the job done. You take advantage of my sweetness... And you've kept me secluded and alone. But now I'm r...

We let our house break Only to resurrect it again We rebuilt the walls that were caught in the fire~ Destroyed by the wrath of sin. The house is charred and tattered But our lives go on We try to put the hard times behind us But the fire left us vagabonds. They tell us to protect our home By building the bond from within. To do so- we must understand more- Stop pointing fingers, and learn to begin again.  We have to give the other, The benefit of the doubt, To never go beyond not talking~ We must try to work it out.   To build a stronger house We must keep other troubles at bay... We must cherish each other and  Be the best of friends, each day. I know I hurt you When I got involved with him.. It was never my intention ~ It's something I'd rescind. To hurt you- was the last thing I wanted  The last thing I wanted to do... But my sorrys' don't  count for much now They're all so overdue.   But...