A POEM A DAY 14

I DON’T CRY ANYMORE

You were my best friend.

My sister.

My soul mate.

God created you for me.

But I refuse to be abused

By your words and by your actions

Though they came from a place

Of hurt and insecurity.

There is, was and never will be

An excuse for the way you treated me.

Cast aside as if I were just some

Somebody you knew in passing.

You knew the depths of my soul

Or at least I thought you did.

There is no adhesive that can ever repair

The irreparable tears in my heart

Shattered.

Bruised.

But I don’t cry anymore

Because I finally let it go

Though I have forgiven you

I know now

That I can only love you from afar.

Simona A. Brinson

My Life In Word