Fickle

Angela Crabtree 1982 (maine)



It seems to me that my heart is not being true.
How can I love more then you?
To many people getting hurt.
How can it be through,
If my love for you is true.
Fickle as can be,
You seem to stick close to me.
Is my love being true to me?
I do not want to hurt,anymore but me.

By: Angela M. Crabtree

Written December 6, 2002
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Submitted by angelac.31848 on June 28, 2013

Modified on March 05, 2023

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Quick analysis:

Scheme AAXAABBBB B X
Closest metre Iambic tetrameter
Characters 311
Words 70
Stanzas 3
Stanza Lengths 9, 1, 1

Angela Crabtree

Angela Crabtree is a woman in long-term recovery who started writing in 1996 as a form of emotional release. She uses her life experiences as inspiration for pieces. Angela believes in her ability to draw you into the emotion behind the poem. Angela believes in giving back to her community by advocating for those who need it. She is a member of the MaineMOM Advisory Council. She has done Training with Maine’s Department of Health and Human Services (DHHS) Office of Behavioral Health OPTIONS (Overdose Prevention Through Intensive Outreach, Naloxone, and Safety) program. Angela is a mom, aunt, sister, daughter, student, and more. She believes in helping professionals understand the disease of addiction and how it works. She has faced stigma and unfair treatment in active use and recovery. Her passions are photography, writing, spending time with her family, and art. She continues to display integrity despite the stigma she faces. more…

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