Your look was endeared with amazement in the clarity of my eyes
but you failed to see the pain inside them.
You were so caught up in the shape of my lips
that you missed the purpose that they spoke to you.
You gawked and grouped at my body
but you neglected to see the bruises in visible sight from misuse.
You loved the aspects of my love that oozed from my essence with the hopes of reciprocation,
Only to be met with devastation,
Because you were not focused on having nothing but relations.
You tasted my thought process
but I allowed you to make me feel like,
I was to always digress,
from who you chose my appearance to be.
You were so transcended by my awareness of self
that you encapsulated me for your selfish needs,
feeding your greed with my need to breathe!
You were caught up in everything that I gave,
now I have to take these miscalculated thoughts to the grave.
You were saddened when I departed
But wasn’t concerned that I too, was broken hearten.
Your fascination entertained cost me time and stories that are complicated to explain.
Playing with circumstances
that created variances of complex situations,
which forcefully catapulted me into a learning phase engulfed in deceit!
Advantage was monopolized and the pieces surely fell by the wayside damaged.
I have to Over Stand my calculated risk that had no plausible end
Seeking refuge in a place,
which only caused me to descend.
Entertaining something I knew would not build to befriend,
Something I should have seen since it was standing at the front door!
I have to reassemble my emotions,
Due to the nature and lack of devotion.
Carrying significant weight,
Something I must contend with to even the slate.
I have to regain my confidence that was once carried Truth,
Rooted in morals, that stem from my youth!
I have to rebuild my essence,
By ignoring the adolescent,
That will give rise to a Segway called Petty.
I have to regain the authority that was not mine to release to you,
Even though I was privy to the voodoo that you do.
I have to stand firm in assurance,
Knowing that all things serve a purpose that seeks resolution.
(Infatuation, Denial, Lust, Calculated Risk all lead to lessons of Loss)
©Voncia Lesettajo Nichols 2017