She was right,

I was looking for love in the wrong places,

Messed around and got familiar with the wrong faces,

Got hurt, lost my worth, and went through multiple phases,

In the end I felt like I was running so fast, but I still ended up losing all my races,

Pressured, and bent , but I never gave up.

Had to re-evaluate myself and started cutting ties,

just to let everyone know that I read between the lines and found their lies.

I wanted my life back,

I wanted control again,

Love didn’t live here anymore, and everything I did would take a toll.

Take a toll on my life,

took away my strength,

It hurt so much,

It left me bent.

I didn’t need a man to validate me,

I just wanted love to grow in the chambers of my heart again,

I wanted the blood flowing through my valves to be warm again and not cold,

because every time I tried to love myself….I…..I froze.

I froze and my blood stopped flowing,

and my soul would leave my body, and I remember every time yelling, “where are you going.”

But love didn’t live here anymore, so….so how could I ask my soul to stay?

I just want love to live here again I prayed,

mend my soul,

and wish me well.

This is the poem of a new begining,

I’ve let it all out, so let it now sink in.