I Had To Stop (Poem #9)

Remember when i was madly inlove
thinking you’re all i could afford to love?

Remember when i hung
to every word you said

I allowed your lies
to fill my head
I danced
according to your heartbeat
I walked
following your footsteps

I stayed behind
so i could clean up your mess
I swore that i’d never leave
and you swore thru all the lies you weaved

I told myself to only be gone
when you say that you’re done
Now i can’t believe that i could say the words
“I am thru, I no longer want you”

I am through
with following your track
just to have a drop of your love

I am through
with allowing myself to be stepped on

I am through
being your fool

So step back now
It’s your doom
It’s time to watch me bloom

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Eva Harmoni

There was one night when the rain poured so hard, and i didn't want it to stop. Weird, because i was afraid and amused by the sound of the rain and thunder. The sound of it made me less alone that night. The next day i woke up to find my collection of journals soaked. I keep it near the window to make sure no one could read it. The writings can still be read but i was devastated by the damage. I wanted it preserved but i don't want it published. Still amused by the rain but afraid of the wrath it could bring to my journals, i created this blog.

7 thoughts on “I Had To Stop (Poem #9)”

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