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Gatwiri Karen Jun 2019
Many are the days I cried over my writtings,begging you to let me in
I  dreamed about you and even talked to God about you
But you made it a point to ghost out
And out of it I learned to always choose me:)
But you also taught me good things take time:)
Gatwiri Karen Jun 2019
He wore her thoughts and She wore his words,and together they were poetry
:)
  Jun 2019 Gatwiri Karen
scully
I want to write about what hurts because I think it will
Stop me from hurting. If I put these words on
A page then they will be easier to digest.
Poetry isn't curative by creation, it is
Just confession. Still, these remedial
Lines are what I turn to when I am holding
Too much in my hands. Right now, I feel
Like I am overflowing onto the ground below me.
For the first time,
I don't want to write about what hurts. I want
To keep it inside of me and let it burn me. I want
To carry it in my palms for as long as I can.
I should write
About how we've said goodbye so
Many times that it turned into a threat, a weapon
We made with our tongues.
I should write
About how I lied and got away with it,
How you got caught with
Your hands tied and no one to blame.
I should write
About how it was over before we waved the white
Flag, and I know what it means now
To hold onto a sinking ship.
I've never had anything to die for.
I should write about how I've never wanted
Something so much that I devastated it completely.
We loved in harsh conditions, under sun and darkness and
I don't know how to write about how
The love didn't save us.
I don't write about letting go as much as I write about
Holding on, and I want
That to change.
I don't want to write hurt just to feel it.
The next poem I write about you will be
About me. About how I held on and how I let go.
It won't be about your love, it will be about
Mine. It won't stop me from hurting, but
It is how I make it out
Of my love alive.
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Gatwiri Karen Jun 2019
I'm not trying to save us anymore
         I'm done thinking we might just spark enough ..
I needed you to speak to me,but you never did  
           .. I believe every word you didn't say
Gatwiri Karen Jun 2019
Lately you happen to be the common ground between my heart's saneness  and my mind's absurdity
  May 2019 Gatwiri Karen
FreeMind
Sometimes I wish I could stop writing
About my affection

But my poems would become empty,
Meaningless

If they were no longer about You


By : FreeMind
May 25, 2019
#83
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