10:23
10:23
He took all of me and left me only with eyes for crying...
He must rejoice in my pain, I thought I saw him laugh while I was dying....
I stay in this dark, contemplating this departure... I thought if I could undo the numbers I could erase the sorrow...
I was angry and said what I thought would make his heart stay...
But he said the final joke was on me, because this time he is eternally going away.
When he packed his clothes in his duffle bag he forgot to leave my soul,
He finds happiness in the breaking of my heart, leaving me less than whole.
No I don’t understand, and I will never forgive the man, who insist on breaking my heart a thousand ways for a million days, and lending me eternal shame, I am not his to my disdain.
But this time I will not carry the cross that killed my savior, I will learn to find happiness within my own.
I will no longer give him the chance to take what everyone else thought they stole.
I am not weak I am not a baby I am not 9/11 with a presidential maybe...
I am the girl who knows how to run in the rain,
which can stand in 100 degree heat without so much as a faint,
I am the mills, who can carry 10 billion mountains; I am the joy that keeps your mothers tears from becoming cries that sounds like shouting....
I am the girl who with a single touch from god undoes the world’s sins,
I will be the economy when the deficit ends,
and I am the major that you found your degree...
I am the girl who is going to take back the love that was stolen from me....
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