Shiloh Rose Archive

A poem: All rights reserved. Image: Pexels

Author: SHILOHROSE77©️

“Sometimes love that is lost can lead us to find a deeper love within ourselves.” -Elizabeth Gilbert

MISCONSTRUCTION OF LOVE

I am who I am this is what I do

You don’t understand me, I surely don’t understand you

I would have never had the audacity to turn the other way

When your heart was bleeding, and the skies were gray

I stayed by your side knowing it was killing me inside

You made a fool of me and you

A tender heart with a taste for vengeance, and yet in the end

I let you off the hook, like you even showed repentance

What a shame, you couldn’t stay solid

In the end you loose me and I gain more strength

To let you go hurt me more than the painful memories

Then I remembered just who I am that’s all I’ll have in the end

To live a lie is worse than the realities of our discrepancies

Happiness is subjective because many days I was happy

There were others I could barely breathe

My heart struggled under the weight

I wanted you to be the one

Maybe it was me but who’s to say

I know I love you

Don’t you see what you’ve done

Taken all of my energy sucked me dry

I thought hope was lost until I found her

The version of me, I killed to please you

Well now she is back and I refuse to die

Living like a invisible force behind you

My silence was an act of violence

My words are my redemption

Justice for the wounded soul

Looks like taking back control

Speaking up despite criticism

Breaking the hold of fear

Why should I be afraid of my own voice

It is a gift to be heard

Silence was my choice and now I chose better

My own voice coming back like the song of spring

It feels good to hear it ringing through

The anthem of my hearts tune

Hear my cry, all of you

Never let anyone silence you

We will create moments of quiet but never the

Void of words filling our spaces

The silent treatment is not the answer

It’s unresolved conflict that make us slowly distance

A canyon of space between us like this king bed

You’re here but I still miss us

Please don’t make this a permanent existence

I can’t make you listen but my departure

Will speak beyond your resistance

Another love lost to the foolishness of arrogance

You don’t understand me, and I surely don’t understand you