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Jul 2019
I am done loving too much,  
I am done specifically with you
Loving you has caused me so much pain,  
I have sacrificed so much,  putting you first.  
I have crossed the line several times,  just for you.
All am left with is nothing but pieces of me.
Pieces of the broken dark pale skin, body and soul.  
I will be up,  in fact am up already..
I am working towards letting go,  
At the same time,  am learning to be just a friend to you.
It's hard,  it is a suicide mission,  
But i can't loose this friendship,  it means so much to me.
Growing up,  i have learnt,  still learning how to deal with heartbreaks and the people responsible.  
I have learnt not to blame the other party,  i allowed it to happen,  over and over again.  
If anything,  i saw the red flag,  i kept convincing myself 'grrh it's nothing,  it will go away'
Now it's time, time to rise up.  
Time to start all over again,  after life has slapped and kicked me to the ground.
This is not the first time this has happened,  
And probably won't be the last,  
I have always been a survivor,  this is nothing.
AumaObure
Written by
AumaObure  27/F/Nairobi
(27/F/Nairobi)   
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   Em MacKenzie
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