if i was enough for you
good things would have
happenedbut you're greedy
as you take and take
grab and steal
with the sight of never ending
as your craving for more
swallows you wholeand you're left with only
a bit of your souli remember when you held me
in the car
where many of my stories
had taken place
you held me tight has you cried
your eyes outas you talked about
your brokenness
as you talked about
breaking apartafter i had left
in your honest splurge
of it alland like a desert
or a drought
my tears for you had run dry
a long time agomy tears for you
left to soak in other places
left to waste away on other thingsbecause when
we sat there as
you counted the days
till the end
confessing the end coming
like it was trueyou told me
i shouldn't shed tears for you
you told me to hold it deep
because it could only fill
the well of anger
inside your pitiless soulbecause when we
were stood in front of
the shambles of a fallen castle
you were filling all the rivers
all the oceansthat i simply didn't need to
but i realized you took all my tearsand i was left to dehydrate
swallow my own tongue
as your ice box filled with
all the things you had leftfilled your hands
and i was only left
to be reminded of your greedinessif i was good enough for you
then you would have shed more
tears for me
you would have loved me
with it allnot on occasional days
or special holidaysyou would have moved
the moon with your love
if you loved mehas it sways the
ocean current tooi can only say
the leftover angry words
before even i am too
swallowed by itbut if you loved me
then i wouldn't ask god
every night
if i was worthy of loving at alli wouldn't have apologized
countless times
for who i amquick to burn myself
in scalding hot water
before standing tallif you loved me
maybe i would love myself
a little morea lot more
but even with my love
were you greedyas you took all i could ever give
and reminded me
of those i shouldn't lovebut if you really did
caremaybe this time
i would have
fallen apart a little less
than i always do.
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the dawn of us
Poetrycover by duvetjae a series of written poems about love, trauma, and moving on. disclaimer: this books discusses many serious topics, read with caution.