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January 28, 2020

A poem to celebrate ending of a toxic relationship

I Let you Bleed

You complete me.

You’re my home.

You make me myself.

You turn on the light for me.

 

Those words might’ve looked

good in a poetry book

In a lover’s lost readings

or in a musicians’s beatings.

 

But for me those were

WRECKED.

Those were WICKED, DEVASTATING

CAUTIOUS AND RIGGED.

 

Those words were the first sign.

Those words were the first.

They made me want to run.

They made me want to run far away.

 

I couldn’t help but see

a future ambush.

I couldn’t help but feel

I’ve been tricked.

 

Invited in a place

with promises of love

with promises of mutual giving

but then trapped.

 

Those words, they were a bad omen.

They made me look through you.

What I were to you

and what you were here for.

 

I’m your new distraction.

I’m your new distortion.

I’m your new toy.

You’re playing the game.

 

I’m your sorry for an excuse

to run from yourself.

To run from your truths.

Your hiding place.

 

I’m your punching bag,

I’m your board of mind games.

I’m your vulnerable victim.

I’m your escape.

 

There’s no love.

There’s addiction.

There’s no desire.

There’s necessity.

 

You’re here to suck the love

Out of me.

You’re here to leave me

frail and empty.

 

I am different now.

I learnt to lit my own light.

I learnt to hold my own hand.

I learnt to love myself.

 

I’ve burnt the leeches

of others’ treacherous words.

I’ve smashed the beliefs

of me needing anybody but myself.

 

I’ve turned to ashes

and painted a new picture with them.

I’ve come far too long a way

To believe in the bullshit you say.

 

I’m sorry for your pain.

I’m sorry that you’re afraid.

I’m sorry for all the bad that happened to you.

But I’ll not let you pass it on to me.

Not this time.

Not ever again in this life.

 

So, I let myself free

and say the hard words.

I let you bleed,

from the wounds you wished to disappear.

 

I just pray.

Pray for you to finally shed the filters.

To finally accept your pain

To let yourself disintegrate.

 

I Let you Bleed.

I let myself leave.

For this is the only way

for both of us to heal.

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