No Respect
He came, then he left.
From that moment I noticed the level of respect was nomore.
Left behind in the cold , I hold onto to the neglect from this distant soul.
Left with No answers or reasons to as why.
This too shall pass, so I hold back that silent Cry.
I recognized, there was NO love from day1.
An the ending couldnt come fast enough.
Im tired... but this firm silence is hurting my heart.
I cant take it, my heart is cold and my crainium hurts.
Every bone in my body ache as if this wont work.
The vessel I kept to myself for so long was broken, and tossed down to the side.
I took pride and joy into that vessel that many offer so freely.
Torn from my chess I couldnt understand WHY ME?.
Yet he came then he left, knowing my HEART was still open.
My heart is No longer for sale, I no longer look to you for LOVE.
Torn, Loss, and broken but no more pain.
My Heart has Spoken.
Copyright © Tia Thomas | Year Posted 2015
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