Lonely and In Love
At night I lay on my tear soaked pillow with a broken heart and a dark soul.
I keep trying to be optimistic but I have turned bitter and cold.
Anger arises from my soul as I try to wonder where things are going for me.
I think about the things we used to do the things we used to say to one another we were so carefree.
Love was in the air and the sun was shining upon us.
Now things are dark and gray things are not the way they used to be.
This person I do not know I do not recognize him he is a complete stranger to me.
The promises he made are nothing but words that turn into lies.
He is the person that I am beginning to despise.
The anger has turned into hatred for this man.
I am working hard trying to show him attention and do the best that I can.
I try to show him nothing but love and affection only to be turned away from all of it.
I am devastated, heartbroken, confused, angry, bitter and hurt.
I wanted to be loved like a queen is supposed to be treated I want to be caressed like a woman is supposed to be caressed.
I wanted to be nutured I wanted to be recognized for the woman that I am woman that I am supposed to be.
The tears have turned into anger and frustration the lonliness has turned into heartache.
Only time can tell if anything can grow if anything can process if anything can be what it is supposed to be.
Copyright © Quondreika Cheatham | Year Posted 2021
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