Break ups, we’ve all been there right. They’re not pleasant but sometimes they end up serving another purpose. Most times (at least for me) it’s in pain that we are inspired to create. Some paint, some create music, I write. Whether you’d call it poetry or prose, everything in my heart becomes words. So I don’t regret that relationship, it served it’s purpose. So here it is the poem inspired by the first boy who ever broke my heart, I call it “The End.”
I have shed many tears for you in the lonely moments of the night. I have writhed, sobbed, and bled for you with only God as my audience.
I declare today the end of my struggle. I declare today the end of my pain.
Not one more tear will me leave me if you are behind it. Not one more sleepless night if you are the cause.
My heart is cold to your plight. My body is cold to your touch.
Goodbye to the one who only took from me. Goodbye to the one who never truly cared.