what you give me

Some of you give me nothing
which is more than i deserve
some have given me a future
beyond my own life
for which I have shown
no relative gratitude
some have given me love
which i have taken
without consequence
and precious little return
and yet my love burns
much hotter than anyone else
certainly more than you
would give me credit
probably more than yours
and therefor more than you
could possibly imagine
and it has nowhere to go
for I have no loyalty
and apparently as much direction
as a rudderless ship
you give me hope
without which i could not live
for a future
which i have not seized
it languishes and dies
like an unwatered plant
and every day
part of me dies with it.