The Final Piece

 I dont want to be abused

I dont want to be blue

I just want my lover to love me true

The way I do for you

Why is this so hard to find?

I think about the last one how we lost so long ago in time

I couldnt find my wings to fly

I have been on the ground tied

Everytime I try I fall but you have probably found a new love ever since we said goodbye

i never confronted the feelings then now they come down on me and I can't pretend

I thought we would make it

I thought he was the one, we would move in together

Stay in love forever

Then everything got so hard

He quit his job

He got depressed

Played his video games

Sex was off

everything was broken away

Our connection now ugly and in pieces

I was heartbroken

He cried his tears

He thought I didnt feel anything here

I still miss you dear

After all this time

Yet you left me

said goodbye

now here I am in this jungle

only married men and crazies in the jumble

i hope you are happy now

it cost me everything

my family called me a black sheep

still they bossed me

made me do so much

i just needed you to stay by my side

I tried so hard to be a good wife

Some parts felt like a cage

you ignored me for your dumb video game

i ran away

i couldnt take the pain

i made you mad

so we could cut the line for all this sad

and then we lost the final piece that we had

now its all gone

I kept some photos of our apartment of dreams

all the relics in my garage can tell you what it means

a bunch of junk collecting dust

as a broken heart turns to rust

we can never go back

when you left me

we lost the final piece that we had

a part of me is still sad

lost on this earth

i just wanted to be a good girl

its not to be

so go on and break me world

use me for what you want

I know that I remain under the shield of God

Only His love is true, the only real thing from above

its so lonely here Lord

Please help me unlock the unopened door.

Reviews

[T.S. Ulmus]

What a powerful story, I am a man and I hope no woman ever has to write that story about me. My lover and I have that final piece deeply cocooned but I do not let myself believe that a strong wind couldn't rip that cocoon away. Your poem has left me with fear and anxiety. But the whole point of poetry is to express emotion, so good job.