to kiss your feet, <br />lay out everything... it was life for me <br />it was a dream that kept on living <br />chains were bound (i was immune to their weight) <br />you really did draw me in <br /> <br />scapegoat, henchman, devoted employee... <br />i never gave up <br />it was an awkward acceptance, <br />your hollow gift gratefully embraced <br />my every friend shut out <br />every moment spent on your happiness, <br />for your approval <br /> <br />a rushing around <br />fixes made for your ultimate comfort <br />it was beautiful in its time: <br />your cold generosity <br />my exertion with thoughts of nothing <br />in return <br />my infatuation, <br />loyalty, <br />whole-hearted homage paid, <br />supreme sacrifice made <br />and nothing ever in return <br /> <br />a host of delusions labored under for you <br />lovers left for you <br />wills bequeathing to you <br />ways changed in your honor <br />all attention paid <br />for your congratulations<br /><br />Scott Stevenson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/for-you-80/
