Loved No More

I was loved when I was needed And when other requests I heeded, And when my time and comfort I shared For me and only then they all cared. But, when I wasn't beneficial to them Their life became very sad and grim, Their problems became my own fault And their lies and gossip they would not halt. I will forgive, but I will not ever forget And helping others, I will not ever quit, I will not use others or will I ever hate And they can't change my destiny, or my fate. No longer will I be tricked or used Nor will I be judged or falsely accused, I have locked those memories in my dresser drawer By them, I am loved no more. Randy L. McClave