Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Oct 2016
If my heart could break into a million pieces
What would it say?
Would it say,
Pack up and leave him-
Y'all don't need him
Just for a place to stay?
Would it try to comfort her children when they are getting less to eat each day?
When doctor's ask are your children getting 3 meals with snacks in between and you want to break down and die-
Oh, only God knows what I mean.
Please stop breaking because you've
Broken into a million pieces a million times.
People warned her not to leave,
To leave VA.
But she ran from her problems
And there waited a new set to meet her at the door.
She doesn't know who she is anymore.
All she wanted was love
But love is no more
Only pain, judgement, misfortune, humiliation, and bad blood are at her door.
The faces of her sweet children is all she has left to keep her pushing,
Paddling, pushing on
Nysheeka Pahanni
Written by
Nysheeka Pahanni
217
   Autumn Rose and Ma Cherie
Please log in to view and add comments on poems