The tears run down my face. I'm unable to stop the flow. There's a tragic love song that continues to play melodies in my head, breaking the silence of hurt; being alone has me scared. Selfishness and anguish is what I've been fed. There is an urgency to move on... Why should I choose lust over love when a tainted bond is all that I am offered? How do I keep losing the race with no mental space to think clearly because there's too much hurt. I'm buried deeply into a loveless place of darkness. Unable to trace the steps back to love. Yeah, I know what I must do. Day in and out, lie after lie, a million tries to get it right; why do we continue to argue about medocre shit. Why do we keep fighting? So easily to give away cause you're hanging on with a loosened grip. But, how can we get it back? Hell, did we ever have it? I ask these simple questions night after night. The moonlight shows the grim expression on my face as I watch from a distance, and you with another. How much more disgrace? The tears keep rolling like waves from my eyes. Why do you continue to hurt me? My tears haven't dried from the last time.
© Tawanda Blake
In : LOVE. LIFE. MEMORIES
