This chapter is dedicated to my strong grandmother who I am very proud of for going through what she's going through.
Diamonds would suffice,
And a loving smile.
All, in which I'd give,
For you.
Needles down my spine.
Only at the thought,
Of doing what you did to me,
But I'd look past that,
For you.
It saddens my eyes.
But you ignore my tears
And I'll still cry
Oceans and rivers,
For you.
And I know that my hurt,
Is one you don't deserve.
But my spawn
Is the same as yours.
And I'll stay strong,
For them.
And love is strong
But my pain weakens
And they'll cry
For me.
After all I gave,
I cannot give any longer,
As you have been taking,
From me.
But grace is nothing,
Special as you to me.
And I take
The nothing you give,
For me.
I cannot set you free.
Nor, can I bare the burden,
Of picking up slack,
For you.
So I still stand strong,
And I plan my attack,
Silently.
And I'll part my ways,
For us.
And you'll stand small.
I will no longer
Be there
Cry, love,
Hate, have grace,
For you.
Understand this.
No apologies could fix this.
I know not,
What you think of me.
But what I think of you,
Is everything you did,
To me.
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Everything, Nothing
PoetryYour dreams are supposed to give you solace, but what if what followed was filled with pain, desolation, and confusion? You want to do something, but you are clueless. All you know is that everything's wrong, and nothing's right. Enjoy the poetry...
