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6d
Four months in,
and the smoke's startin’ to clear
your words once felt like gospel,
now they echo my fear.
I gave you soft in a world that taught me stone,
but even with a man on my side,
I’m still fightin’ alone.

You called it love,
but love don't flicker when it’s real.
I’m not a charity case
I don't need you to heal.
I needed you to see me,
not tuck me in shadows,
not run back to comfort
when the storm starts to rattle.

I won't be the girl you hide,
the silence in your phone,
a name never spoken
when you're back in her home.
My heart is not a game,
my soul not a phase
I'm the woman who rose
from heartbreak and blaze.

I’ve danced with betrayal,
slept in the arms of doubt,
but look at me now
not broken, just found.
My love was never small,
you just couldn’t contain
a force this wild,
a queen you can’t tame.

So here we are again,
same pain, new name.
But this time?
I'm not foldin’. I’m not ashamed.
You thought you had me
but baby, I was always flame.
Now watch me walk,
crown tilted, drippin’ grace
this queen don’t wait,
she reclaims her space.
Jennifer
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Jennifer
17
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