FoolishnessA Poem by jay-lyse...I’ve been foolish I’ll be the first to admit it My little girl mistakes cost me more than I thought I committed actions in the pretense of innocence I opened up my heart with the thought of happiness But somewhere in the middle I lost me I wanted to be loved so deeply, so intensely Every fiber in my body was willing to be used freely All you had to do was look in my eyes And promise to hold my hands And kiss me like you meant it I just wanted to feel love To feel human, even if it was just for a second
I was foolish when I met you Foolish to believe in your every word When you wrote with such eloquence “This has to be love …” I should’ve shook my head with intended ignorance But instead I dropped my guard And allowed you to kiss my little girl lips I was never complex; you read my desires like a book My thoughts flowed openly No more secrets were kept within You became the mystery my heart clog to
You met me and saw something easy Took my willing lips and laid your lips upon them Constantly whispering in my ear sweet lullabies Insisting that this was anything but fake But I was never your equal Your words always left me dumbfounded Your actions left my body in complete awe Then suddenly you took my lips and kissed them Claiming, “This just isn’t going to work out … But thanks …”
THANKS!!!! You just robbed me of my innocence Pulled my heart out of my chest Stomped on every secret I whispered to you in the dark I contemplated suicide Thought of setting my body on fire Anything to allow me to forget about you And you had the audacity to ask me later if we could still be friends … And I’m the cold hearted b***h?!
… It felt like I finally put myself back together when I met him He seemed completely different A huge transformation than what I became use to Mister #2 who instantly became top priority The predator that preyed upon young souls The monster with so much rage within He left black and purple portraits up and down my arms Insisting that this “treatment” was how he showed his love This treatment was the fault of my own Slowly I learned how to hide the bruises Swiftly I became an expert full of excuses An excuse to explain my bruised wrist An excuse to explain the purple marks under my cheek bone Even when I felt his hands hard against my neck I registered it as an act of my own clumsiness
Constantly he claimed he loved me Loved me intensely that he just lost control at times Suddenly my face matched my arms Prints of five across my cheek He turned the art of love into a raging war Making me understand that love and pain aren’t one of the same But still I stayed …
My voice was gone My eyes were always glazed, no more tears He had me convinced that my worth was diminished unless he had me He “loved” me as I limped on He loved even as the scars lingered on He loved me urgently as I claimed I “fell” down staircases or suddenly lost my “balance” A sudden invasion of my body, an invasion of every pore I bled outwardly while drowning inwardly Choking on his performances of “affection” towards me
My love for him slowly turned into hate I couldn’t understand why love would hurt so much Why bruises of affection couldn’t turn into kisses of praise The blues and grays of my body blended Soo sweetly as I suddenly realized that this just wasn’t worth it anymore My foolishness exploded into oblivion No longer could I be broken down He threaten me Yelling that I would die by his hands before I left him Yelling that my place would always be by his side I shook my head, my first act of defiance I left my foolishness behind me I limped away Looking constantly up at the sky Realizing that I’m no longer a young girl I’ve transformed into a much wiser woman © 2011 jay-lyseAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on March 18, 2011 Last Updated on March 19, 2011 Authorjay-lyseDCAboutI don't actually consider myself a true poet ... sometimes i just have a talent with words ... when I write sometimes is based on personal experiences but for the most part their about situations I se.. more..Writing
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