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.
A poet's mind by Nique 