Happy March!
While last month was the shortest of the year it definitely felt long. However, I want to thank everyone for over 200 page views on this blog, over 100 new followers on my
twitter, over 50 on my
Instagram, and over 30 on my
Facebook. In order to celebrate that I want to share a new poem that I wrote. February is usually a month full of love and happiness thanks to Valentines Day. I am fortunate that I get to spend it with a woman that I love more than words on a screen can express. However, not everyone has someone to spend that time with. Some by choice, some not. This is for those whose choice it's not.
EnoughI know sticks and stones may
break my bones but fuck you because
words
hurt
too.
Words like "I love you"
"I miss you"
"I'm sorry but you made me do it"
"If you didn't [this], then I wouldn't [that]".
Lies.
Lies are what those are and it's
Lies that hurt.
Lies tell me that you don't respect me enough to tell me the truth.
That you think I'm dumb enough to believe you and
That I'm dumb enough to stay with your sorry ass.
I might be.
I might stay with you for now or
Take you back a second, third, fourth, and fifth time.
But you can only hurt me so much.
You can only break me so much before I am broken.
No. Before I am beyond broken.
Before the woman you once knew is nothing more than
Fragments of the shell of a human being
That too have been crushed into obliteration and
Spread so thin that I've lost parts of me
That I will never get back.
And then what?
You keep living your life, find some new chick
to make your marionette and weather your abuse,
believe your lies and I'm just supposed to what?
Cry?
Well, duh. I mean, isn't that what you do when you are hurt?
So, I will cry.
I will cry until every piece of you that is still
a part of me is gone, and you know why?
Because enough drops from the ocean pieces back together the sand.
Enough particles of air can produce rain, sleet, and snow.
So maybe, just maybe, if I cry enough tears
I can cry myself back into being whole.
2/24/15
~Tea
