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Dec 2015
I have cared, loved and cried so hard that my mother swore
I cracked the skies.
I have emptied bottles down my throat and
felt my wrists erupt like volcanoes.
I have carved the surface of my own skin;
to free myself from the burden and shackles of my own body.
I have been left countless of times by a lover who did not love me for my own personality nor loved me because I wasn't a good
enough female to have a chance in being his spouse till the Hereafter.
He told me that we weren't a match made in
Heaven nor was this universe even mine to begin with.
I have walked through the different aspects and corners of this earth,
I might have even walked through fire and water before
I could even realize that I was burning from all the
tears that broke loose from my own glands.
I've met ghosts that have brighter souls and smiles than me.
Laughters that filled their minds and hearts with never ending happiness, one in which I have always longed for.
So do not tell me that I am strong, for I am not, for as long as I am breathing.
adbmz
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adbmz  Singapore
(Singapore)   
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   Cecil Miller and Free Bird
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