BrokenA Poem by Ry VictoriaWhen the spirit and heart is broken, one starts rethinking everything...
What broke me?
It wasn't when you screamed at me; Everyone could hear; You didn't care. It wasn't when you said you were done; Done with me; Done with us. Completely done. It wasn't when the word 'jaded' was forever branded on my heart; Now, whenever I hear the word, my jaw clenches; My heart bleeds; My gut twists and tangles with the memory of the poisonous words dripping from your lips. It wasn't when you left me to grow your seed; You didn't want me, but questioned my every move; You withheld your own honesty and silently moved about; Never a question answered. It wasn't when I waited for days to see you; I put off any kind of a life just to be called yours only to be told I wasn't trusted. It wasn't when I supported every life decision only to be left out of yours; Treated as an intruder on a dark thought. It wasn't when you cut me out of your family; You knew I no longer had my own; I lost half of them over my love for you; You did it anyway. What broke me? It was when the wind was just right; The sun was perfectly warm; Beauty fell all around me. I leaned over to you to compliment the day, but you weren't there. That isn't what broke me... It was when the song started playing, ever reminding me of how weak I am without you; Each word reminding me you are no longer mine; I am no longer yours; This was no longer our song. Oh, what broke me... © 2016 Ry VictoriaAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on July 14, 2016 Last Updated on July 14, 2016 AuthorRy VictoriaZanesville, OHAboutI am me; no more, no less. I have a love of writing that none can touch. I lost myself and will to write for entirely too long. My higher power is telling me that I have not been through all that .. more..Writing
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