Happier

Clark

hands stale and knees weak

falling on the floor.. blood dripping

but my heart was still full

and i remembered the way you loved me

even with your hands around my neck

 

face swollen and eyes like glass

i remembered when we laid in the grass

where you told me you wanted this

forever

but after a while

forever seemed to be taking

forever

 

then the one thing i dreaded happened

you let me go

so i fell and stared at the ground for an eternity

i gathered all i had left

courage, strength, determination and

love

brought it all into my hands and pushed down

with every ounce of might 

and i stood back up 

 

now i'm in love again

with a man who holds me close and 

looks at me with pride

he touches me like a flower

delicate and precious

his kiss is gentle and his

intentions are true

craving him is much better

than it ever was you

 

-  happier without you

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  • Author: T.C. (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 30th, 2019 07:09
  • Comment from author about the poem: to allen - the man who loves me for who I am and allows me to love myself as is. ty darling :)
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 26
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