WE BROKE UP…

 

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Do you know the itch of an addict?
That graspy feeling that threatens to consume
The never ending pull for a fix
Do you comprehend the deep desire of the poet
To accurately convey innermost thoughts
To make a blend of words so rich, yet pure

The deer pants for water, the babe cries for milk
My heart beats in rhythms so novel
Trying to beat out the thoughts of you that run
Through my blood
I search for you in every flimsy nature

Dear Lord, what have i done to me
What mistake have i made again
I feel myself tearing apart, coming asunder…
Can i not just choose wrongly
Can’t i be right this one time
Did i have to, did i have to

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I had to walk up to you
I had to talk with you
I had to watch you stupidify my awesome self
I had to beg you over and over
And over me you walked and trampled
I had to make excuses for you
I had to agree that i am not for you

And i now have to agree with me too
You are not for me, you know it too
Your pride will convince you otherwise
You don’t deserve me, not in any way
I am more than you worth, believe me

So i’ll fight my battle and chase off the demons of you
I will stand straight and tall, look you in the eyes
Say those words that say it all
“You are not worth the steel of my blade”
And
“Your blood is not worthy to stain it”.

#peo

About the Author

drpeo

Eunice is a medical doctor, writer and photographer whose love for art compliments her dedication to health and science. She is interested in communicating health related issues in the simplest, yet artistic form and generally improving health status through awareness. Eunice lives in Nigeria.

7 thoughts on “WE BROKE UP…

  1. Awesome one! Didn’t know you do poetry. The last two lines seem quite harsh though *just saying*

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