Don't tell me how I should hurt/Don't tell me how heartbreak should feel and how long I should cry/Because I've done this so many times I knew heartbreak before I could even spell my name/And I know how to get swept away in love like dirt on a broom/Don't tell me how hard to cry over him/Scold me on how I fall too hard/Too fast/Because I'm in control of my emotions/I think
I just know that when I love/I'm like a car on the freeway being chased by the cops/Ignoring every sign/Every caution/So caught up in the moment I could care less about the crash/And my heart is like a bird/Learning to fly/Scared to leap/But soaring beyond control once in the sky/I love as if it was as crucial to me as oxygen/Write love poems followed by ones of heartbreak as if they were sequels/The moment I place a period on the words of love/The ones of heartbreak begin
Don't tell me about heartbreak/Break it up into bite sized lessons/Create sections on crying/Surviving with an ache in your chest/And how long a poem of heartbreak should run/As if I've never been through it before
Because I go through heartbreak so damn much/The word is woven into my name/And I know each faze like the palms of my hand/You see/After all this time together/Heartbreak thinks of me as it's best friend/I'm it's emergency contact/We watch 80s movies together on Friday nights/It paints my nails and braids my hair/But I too have grown quite used to its presence/Because it's the only relationship I've ever had/Which seems to last
-Madelyne Rose Sosa-Jaramillo
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Scriptures of Teenage Angst
PoetryA collection of my poems on love, heartbreak, culture, healing, and my many many feelings. I hope you enjoy my poems as each of them are little bits of my soul I share with the world. Besos! XO
