The Constant Letdown

There for me,
but not I for them,
offering assistance
only to receive none.
Blessing me with
their faithfulness
but receiving an empty
feeling of hopelessness.
They come back
to give even more
as they are left
at the foot of the door.
The caring for
a soul that's selfish
only to receive another
wound in need of a stitch.
They deserve something else
other than what's given,
yet they receive it
and count it forgiven.
Never to turn a back
or so much as a cheek
they take it all in stride
and take it most meek.
Victims of the constant letdown,
they get up again
and accept every grain
of imperfection that I am
only to accept me back
with all of my flaws,
the forever friend dedicated for eternity,
to give me their all.

I Am Happy for You

That's fantastic
that you found someone
that could do for you
what was expected of everyone.
I am happy for you
and your true find
that would do what others
wouldn't think of in their minds.
He'll bend over backwards
and accomplish your bidding
as well as taking
your heavy hitting.
He'll sacrifice himself
in favor of the "us,"
something he does
without argument or fuss.
He'll do all he can
to make you happy.
I just hope one day
he doesn't ask "what do you do for me?"
for if he asks you
that question you've heard
he'll discover why others
left you cold and burned.
He will discover your
selfish ways that
left you lonely,
lying face down on the mat.
He will discover why
he even had a chance
to be with you in what
was thought to be mutual romance.
He will then discover the
courage to be better off
without the fetter and anchor
that holds him down, that scoffs.
He will then discover the
courage to send you packing
and document the exact
built-in features that you're lacking.
Then maybe you will
discover what is your issue
as you wipe those repetitive tears
off with your worn out tissue.
Then maybe you will
decide to change yourself
and abandon your ways
that have always been selfish...

or maybe that hope
is as useless as it was
after you should have learned it
from the end of us.

Expectations

I get discouraged,
get so down
for every time of need
I feel you're not around.
I need something done,
I need You to come through
exactly when
I want You to.
I know what
and who You are
but that's a cry
from what I want, so far.
I don't always
want what's offered
for I expect
something other.
It is at this point
that I remember
that You are no genie
but rather Someone greater.
You don't solve every
one of my petty
problems when I want
but rather when You're ready.
You don't succumb
to my selfish whims
for that would bring
an outcome too grim.
You don't listen
to me when
it would destroy
my soul right then.
Instead you say "no"
and upset me
to, in the long run,
make me happy.
You steer me away
from my desires
that would lead
me to the fires
and instead protect
me from all bad
like You always have,
my eternal Dad.
The love you show
day by day
is one I could
never deserve this way
but no matter what
I've said or done,
you hold on tightly to me
as Your child, like I'm the only one;
and for that, I love you.

Selfish

Well here I am
ready to go now
and leave you there
and do it somehow
without regret
and without sorrow
to completely forget
about you by tomorrow.
I will not care
about your feelings
as I know you
are already reeling.
You might as well
pack the bags
that hold you back
and leave you in rags,
so turn your back
on yourself
and leave it now,
just quit being selfish
please.