Please, please <br />don’t give me a spade <br />because I will dig a hole with it <br />and don’t give me a mountain <br />of affection <br />because I will only bury myself in it <br /> <br />don’t be kind to me <br />because I am unable to appreciate it <br />don’t accept me the way I am <br />because I will point out <br />all my faults ad nauseam <br />to try and convince you <br />that I am unworthy <br /> <br />don’t be generous or sweet or gentle <br />because I have been damaged so badly <br />that my withered spirit <br />only understands pain <br />don’t climb over the barbed wire fence <br />of my bitterness <br />because I can build a new one <br />faster than you can tear it down <br /> <br />And please, please don’t love me <br />because I can’t bear the fact <br />that I know I will hurt you <br /> <br />But above all <br /> <br />Please <br />please <br />don’t <br />leave me <br /> <br />Because I couldn’t bear to live another day without you <br />It is only in the whirlwind of this <br />horror that I have created <br />that I realise how you have helped me to heal<br /><br />Abbi van den Berg<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/rehab-is-for-quitters/
