Pain

I can tell you love me just by how affectionate you are.

And goddamn girl yeah you’ve come so far

But we both got a long way to go

Can’t side arm life yeah that’s the wrong way to throw

Shoulders square chin high chest out yeah that’s the right way to show

These motherfuckers just how strong you really can be

To a point where it’s damn near manly

Pay attention I came up with this plan see

I can make you into the woman you were meant to be

I’m not trying say that you were meant for me

I know that we are in sync mentally

But you’re like my best friend to me

And I don’t want to lose that not for anything in the world

You’re maturing before my eyes you’re everything but a girl

And all of what a young woman is supposed to me

And I’m just tryna keep you close to me

But I look in your eyes and the pain just takes over me

To be continued.

In an effort to commemorate break up season (haha) i wrote a poem which tells a story of a young man who’s main task in life is to help his ex girlfriend become mentally and emotionally stable. The only problem is they both need support (hah! go figure)…what would you do in this situation? feel free to comment with critiques on this poem and responses to the prompt.

p.s. this is not direct towards anybody every line coinciding with any of the reader’s lives i apologize beforehand.

enjoy

(bismarck B*tch)