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I warned you on the very first day, That I was broken and damaged. I gave you a chance to run, But you whispered “No, I’ll stay.” A week later, I warned you again. Showed you a few of my cracks, Thinking, this time, for sure, he’ll leave me And go away… But all you said was “No, I’ll stay.” I’m warning you again now, That I’m broken, damaged, held together Only barely by safety pins and duct tape, Trying to be my own hero, but without a cape. You’ll need to be patient, and kind, And remind me you love me sometimes, Because I never loved myself, and I didn’t even know That others could love me before I learned to love me. You’ll need to teach me, how to breathe the happiness, How to feel the love, how to stop the insecurities Bleeding through the cracks of my soul, I’ll let you be my saviour, but I need you to teach me this all. Because I never really learned myself, And no one ever really tried to explain it to me. And I was lost, and always alone, never really seeing the light of day. Until that moment when I told you to run and you responded with “I’ll stay.”
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Jun 6, 2014
Jun 6, 2014 at 7:13 AM UTC
I’ll stay
I warned you on the very first day, That I was broken and damaged. I gave you a chance to run, But you whispered “No, I’ll stay.” A week later, I warned you again. Showed you a few of my cracks, Thinking, this time, for sure, he’ll leave me And go away… But all you said was “No, I’ll stay.” I’m warning you again now, That I’m broken, damaged, held together Only barely by safety pins and duct tape, Trying to be my own hero, but without a cape. You’ll need to be patient, and kind, And remind me you love me sometimes, Because I never loved myself, and I didn’t even know That others could love me before I learned to love me. You’ll need to teach me, how to breathe the happiness, How to feel the love, how to stop the insecurities Bleeding through the cracks of my soul, I’ll let you be my saviour, but I need you to teach me this all. Because I never really learned myself, And no one ever really tried to explain it to me. And I was lost, and always alone, never really seeing the light of day. Until that moment when I told you to run and you responded with “I’ll stay.”
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Jun 6, 2014
Jun 6, 2014 at 7:13 AM UTC
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