Zen Reed Poet Prose Poetry

The Break Up Poem

Even without access to my heart you break it

The pain is unbelievable

You are unbearable

Tears I didn't know I had pour from me until I'm drained

And then over and over again

Until I can barely recognize myself

Who I am gets lost in what I'm feeling

I wonder how can I be good in my soul

And be made to feel so low and left to feel it alone

It's the price for not loving you authentically

Because I was a victim who could only pretend to love her predator in hopes to make him docile and plan for escape

I don't miss you when you go

I don't think of you

I don't desire

I don't fancy you

But still I cling to the hope of redemption

I look in your eyes and hope to find a learned lesson

A cushion to soften all the hard blows you landed

A tenderness found in the time that's passed for the state of life you left me in

You abandoned me

Unforgivably abandoned our kids

Still you look at the mess you've made and step over it

I see you I see hatred 

Don't ask me to give You one more chance

You only want me at your convenience

Memories are painful

Scarcely good 

You'll never be able or willing to give me what I want

You'll make promises you can never promise you'll keep

Your offer of love is too late

And I know you mean what you say

However I've un-boarded this train

Packed up all my pain

Every day I take a step toward a brighter day

Just as the sunshine warms my skin

You're here again

Picking at wounds that have barely healed

Stealing the sun and force me into an emotional whirlwind

I will not board this train again

I take another step in the other direction

Learn how to breath through the pain all over again

One day at a time

One day I'll see the sun shine on me again?

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