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#WritcoPoemPrompt79
The more you want a reply from a person, the more they'll keep silent.
You'll be deemed "soft" as you strive to do more than those that'd rather act violent.
I'm not the kinda man that'd fear sleeping on the couch, it doesn't convey my mission statement nor stop me from thinking aloud.
You told me you deserve better, why I never ran from the concerns you were addressing.
I remember when you told you friend while you did your laundry "I was the reason you were stressed"
You think that was the only time I was negatively impacted by issues you never cared to address?
I gave you my best, an yet you blame me as the love was laid to rest?
You don't count the fruits that are meant to be expressed freely from your heart, how I unfortunately had to grow while we were apart.
A wise man once said "find those worth hurting for" or something along those lines
I took entirely too much time to realize, I claim responsibility for those love crimes
Both of those girl's are mine, an I spare no effort telling them how much they're constantly on my mind.
How much you wish to see me fall apart, can't touch how much love I exude throughout my art.
The only idol of mine, expressed love that didn't fade even when he died.
Nothing he done was ever negated by anyone expressing hatred.
Why you're still miserable, why I'll stop talking so you hear everything you said.
I poured my all into that person, and she misses that I'm not intuitive but my soul's certain.
While they think to laugh at my loss, I'm left knowing how much her love actually cost.
She won't hesitate to sleep around, you can't build with anyone that wants to see everything burn to the ground.
What's worse is the communication, why progress when you can merely put another person down?
I'm not willing to be better than the next person but you made a mistake a few years ago but I still need to see you hurt in person.
Three weeks, that's how long I was berated
My mother did the unthinkable, she doted on her son an said I was "perfect"
"YoU'rE nOt PeRfEcT"
What useless women do you know that proudly that kind of disrespect?
The ones that eat their sisters medicine till they have nothing left.
The ones that leave cigarette butts on the floor for your toddler to...
The more you want a reply from a person, the more they'll keep silent.
You'll be deemed "soft" as you strive to do more than those that'd rather act violent.
I'm not the kinda man that'd fear sleeping on the couch, it doesn't convey my mission statement nor stop me from thinking aloud.
You told me you deserve better, why I never ran from the concerns you were addressing.
I remember when you told you friend while you did your laundry "I was the reason you were stressed"
You think that was the only time I was negatively impacted by issues you never cared to address?
I gave you my best, an yet you blame me as the love was laid to rest?
You don't count the fruits that are meant to be expressed freely from your heart, how I unfortunately had to grow while we were apart.
A wise man once said "find those worth hurting for" or something along those lines
I took entirely too much time to realize, I claim responsibility for those love crimes
Both of those girl's are mine, an I spare no effort telling them how much they're constantly on my mind.
How much you wish to see me fall apart, can't touch how much love I exude throughout my art.
The only idol of mine, expressed love that didn't fade even when he died.
Nothing he done was ever negated by anyone expressing hatred.
Why you're still miserable, why I'll stop talking so you hear everything you said.
I poured my all into that person, and she misses that I'm not intuitive but my soul's certain.
While they think to laugh at my loss, I'm left knowing how much her love actually cost.
She won't hesitate to sleep around, you can't build with anyone that wants to see everything burn to the ground.
What's worse is the communication, why progress when you can merely put another person down?
I'm not willing to be better than the next person but you made a mistake a few years ago but I still need to see you hurt in person.
Three weeks, that's how long I was berated
My mother did the unthinkable, she doted on her son an said I was "perfect"
"YoU'rE nOt PeRfEcT"
What useless women do you know that proudly that kind of disrespect?
The ones that eat their sisters medicine till they have nothing left.
The ones that leave cigarette butts on the floor for your toddler to...