I've been fighting writing this for months. But, pieces of this poem kept coming to me. Last night, it demanded to be written so I obliged. I've tried to not write about what I'm feeling and going through and failed. I'm not an abstract writer. I have to write what's on my heart. Unfortunately, the only tune in my heart is one about heartbreak and love shit. So, this is what happens when I follow my heart. Hope this piece moves you like it does me.
I hid inside my words so they wouldn’t see the hurt
I wrote so that my pain wouldn’t touch anyone else
I wanted to write the sadness away
All I did was expose my soul
I’m naked on that page, on this blog
My head hangs low so I don’t have to meet his eyes
I know he’s watching me from afar
Reading the words scribbled on my milk chocolate skin
Every inch of my body is a diary entry to him
Every word, each thought came from knowing and loving him
The love, the pain, all the happiness and eventual sadnessI recorded it all in my heart
It pumped through my veins
Everything I wrote was for him
Even when I tried not to, especially when I tried not to
Water can’t wash him off of me
I’ve tried to scrub the words away
Love doesn’t come off so easily
I stand here covered in these words
no longer ashamed
Because I took a chance
I loved him fiercely
and with my whole heart and it didn’t last
So I’ll write about that until it doesn’t hurt anymore
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