Black Poetry : ~.~.~BrEaKiNg~.~.~

baller

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~.~.~ BrEaKiNg ~.~.~

(The screams of) A breaking heart
Goes unheard

I hear the pain of sadness
Breaking…like glass, as
The lifeline of a once-buoyed heart
Totters from its teetering perch

Why?

Why did yesterday have to happen?

Will tomorrow still…come?

I read
(In a whisper)
The things important to me
Through the chaos of misery
I hear the
Quiet

(It is the whisper that sings loudest)

Long days…
Excruciating nights
Where I fight for a moment’s peace
(In my sleep)

Yes…
It’s quiet…inside these four walls
But in my head…a raging war carries on
A tug-of-war
A battle of wills
A drive to control the destiny I feel

Pain…
Broke the plane (of rational thought)
…Disturbed the surface of
Peaceful calm

There is comfort
In the knowledge that
Hatred exists
…Knowing there is a REALM
Where we can let our
Emotions
BE

A place where we don’t have to
HARNESS the pain

Where ANGER can roam…FREE

Where I can take off the mask
And be
ME

I read whispered words
That generates gentle breezes
Of refreshing
Clam

I see
Fated blues
Doled out for Heartache
…And blistering pain

The tears
…Once free-flowing
Has ebbed low
A trickle of their former self

Depression

O, the weight of it
Hung over the horizon
Like a too-heavy blanket
Draped…In the darkness of
A depressed mind
As time unwinds unto itself
Cleaved out of a reality foreign to me

But “Partly Cloudy…with chances of thundershowers” returned
I could not discern good from bad
As madness came through

I knew

The PAIN was strong

I knew

The pain was STRONG

I KNEW

The pain was strong enough
To engulf
Sanity
And
Self
And
All the faithful-hopefuls
Self holds onto

I knew

If tomorrow was to be
It would have to come from me
But I could not see
A flicker of a light
At the end of the tunnel

And I’m tired…
Tired of loving and losing
Always choosing
Ms “Wrong for Me”
Cannot see the “Shore of Happiness”
For the “Sea of Loneliness”
Surrounding me

YES…I see
A time for all SEASONS
…A season for all things

BUT…
Day by day, I see
The pain BREAKS bring
 
Man o man i tell u this hit home i know and see this very clear
the breaks of pain displayed daily in our lives is so deep we often feel
is there hope to end this breakage.

Awesome to the point reality flow
 
baller:
There are so many things I want to say about
this piece but I might start crying. I really feel
you here so DEEP. This is an AWESOME WRITE!!!

....Just know time heals everything.



I hear the shatters from your broken heart
Echoing through the air
I hear them so deep
I feel like I was there
…..Actually I was
I know them all to well
because I too have been there
and returned from that emotional hell

Makes you question everything
you thought you knew and understood so well
when the one that said they loved you
just jumps up and bell

Baby Im here to tell you
there is light at the end of the tunnel
Come and take my hand
I’m gonna dig you out of this breaking pain
with my personal shovel

I know you might not trust me
because of what you’ve been through
But if you give up on luv
It will never come to you

I wanna take you on a journey
to 4EVER’s SEA OF LUV
Your days will never be lonely
Because I’m not going anywhere
My beloved

Go a head take your time
No pressure from me
Just remember one little thing
I will be waiting for you
on the Shore of Happiness
I promise if you come there
You will see me​
:blowkiss:
 
i've said this in my life before

And I’m tired…
Tired of loving and losing
Always choosing
Ms “Wrong for Me”
Cannot see the “Shore of Happiness”
For the “Sea of Loneliness”
Surrounding me

BUT…
Day by day, I see
The pain BREAKS bring

very very profound piece BALLER

i have alot to say but not enough space to say it

lol
 

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