Advice
I'm sure they mean well
though, at times, it's hard to tell
giving advice day after day.
Telling me what I should do , or say.
I can't stop the feelings in me,
turning them on or off like a key.
I feel so alone, no one knows my pain.
They don't see me crying in the rain.
What is that dear old cliche'
Don't do as I do, do as I say.
But they don't know how I feel,
they don't understand my ordeal.
Although I'm certain I'm not the first,
to feel that love has been a curse.
I know for sure, I won't be the last.
They say once it's gone- the pain fades fast.
Though I'm grateful, for their advice,
they don't understand the high price.
To me, giving up on our love,
is the same as giving up on life.