Love

If it was that easy...
I wouldn’t be in this mess

Now I have said my piece
I hope that you can understand
You could never tell me in person
You denied yourself the shame
But what about the agony I suffered?
It was so hard to convince myself
that it was all over when it has just begun
It was self indulgent to expect anything less from you

But you got your pound of flesh
even though I prostituted my own personal ideals
just so I could see you again
suppose it was bound to happen
Why would it work out?
It was flawed from when we first met
You have what you want
so leave me to piece together my shattered life

If it was that easy
I wouldn’t be in this mess
I had to see for myself
the paradise you left me for

So how do you sleep
knowing the travesties you put me through
Don’t deny, you never once belied an apology
I’ll try to remember the joy we shared
but it is no use...
It doesn’t belong to me anymore
It’s trophy you can show to hide
the trauma of what you did to me

What you have done to me
will come back to you
thrice the insurmountable despair
Or least I hope because you seem better off without me
I should have seen the signs of a heartache
Bound by my own blind affection
I could not prevent the sin of my Love
the Love you simply turned a blind eye to

If it was that easy
I wouldn’t be in this mess
I had to see for myself
the paradise you left me for
If it is so hard for you
then why can you rise into each morning
with the angelic grace devoid of penitence
You stole so much more
and left me to wither alone

The End

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