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Blinded

Rewinding back to the day I paced around my kitchen floor Phone in hand What I thought was sweet melodies Was nothing but poison seeping through my ears I ate every word so sweet Not knowing it would be the death of me It took me three months and 11 days to finally take what I was really eating Month one of my unhealthy habit I knew I lost myself Opening my womanhood to someone who only knew my first name before the poison began I fell in too deep Becoming blinded by his love making I looked in the mirror and became foreign to myself After the first intake of him I was hooked like crack The many times he messed up I took him back I thought he never called me out my name Maybe he would change This was just a cover up of his shame Who to blame MYSELF for letting it get this far Month two I recall making love to you You spat out the words I love you and it burned my skin like the venom from a snake I drew I felt different since then and still do Knowing it is a possible seed you planted and slowly grew Wanting to be strong I acknowledged my addiction but couldn’t find the words “I Quit” Month three I got bold said I was done broke your stronghold That lasted but a day Being alone Afraid to say Took you back quick & fast Was the biggest mistake I had 10 days more Felt like hell if you couldn’t tell I love you became short Your patients ran dry Slipping the b word behind my back No more good mornings or bye Day 11 I exploded Telling you what your “love” did At once I feel free not biting my tongue Step 1 be me

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 6/12/2016 9:26:00 PM
Ocravia, Welcome to Poetry soup, I hope you enjoy the community. Here, you will find friendly poets who enjoy supporting one another. I myself, enjoy reading and commenting those who want to be read. The only time I give constructive criticism is when a poet desires it. However, if for some reason the poem is not my field I will guide you to someone who is more qualified than I. Stop by and read one of my poems if you like. My poems are not perfect, but I have a feeling you might like one. I encourage you to check out the contest page and read to receive comments. Tell me a little about your poetic skills if you like. It will be my pleasure to follow and read every poem you post from here on :) We are Lucky To Have you. Your New Poet Friend @-> LINDA <-@
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Date: 6/11/2016 7:27:00 PM
Octavia, Welcome to Poetry Soup. It will be a delight to read and become familiar with your poems in the future. As for now, I will greet you with the same smile others passed when I first joined the soup. Wishing you and your poetry the best. I hope you get to meet all the nice poets around here STARTING with me- SKAT :) Drop a hello and tell me a little about yourself if you wish. I would like to be your newest poetry soup "FRIEND" Hugs **YNR - SKAT**
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