The Aftermath

Broken Up

Don't tell me you love me because you think I need to hear it,

I don't.

I don't need anything from anyone.

I can deal just fine on my own.

Why would i search for pain and disappointment

when I can do that to myself?

Why would I want you around if your mind is somewhere else?

I don't need you to pick me up,

I actually enjoy my time on the ground;

let me lick my wounds,

let me cry my eyes out,

let me scream and shout if I may,

let me be and do as I please.

You've done enough,

you know your way around,

show yourself to the door, 

and peace out.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Aftermath of a argument leave us needing separation and time to think. I like the directness in the poem. Sometime kind words don't help. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote