Attention: This an updated modification of my original poem. I felt it was incomplete and added the last two lines.
You think I don't love you anymore
I do, it's just my wounds are still sore
From all the angry fights that we've had,
And you want to make love when I'm still mad.
Expecting that embraces allow you to be forgiven
When there are no sincere apologies with them.
Thinking that to back down makes you less a man
And me less a woman when I make a stand
For what I believe in, what to do and be.
While you silently rage and don't try to see
Beyond what you want and your own needs.
I need validation, some small seeds
Of understanding how I feel.
I'm not asking you to kneel
At my feet in supplication.
I just want to have your appreciation
Of who I really am to be spoken.
I don't want lip service or a token
Speech without any deep feeling.
I'm exhausted and sad constantly dealing
With your childish actions and behaviour
I have realized that you're not my saviour.
I'm complete as I am without anyone else
We should complement each other as our individual selves.
It's not about winning and losing you see
It's about living our lives together but free.
When we both come to understand this
I think the time that we share will be bliss!