“ALL MY LOVE EVER DID TO ME…”

All my love ever did to me

Not all they could see

They thought I was lucky

and our relationship was lovely

 

All my love did to me

The bruises and scars I wouldn’t let them see

They still looked at me with envy

as I tried staying strong as I could be

 

All my love did to me

including saying sorry

telling me: “I love you, baby.

Please forgive me, but don’t make me angry!”

 

All my love did to me

was making me feel less worthy

It was getting harder to avoid his fury,

but I forgot how to set myself free

 

All my love did to me

God, why did I still call him that?

“My love” – as if it were an undebateable fact

as if I could never step back

 

I may not have lived long enough to tell

that our relationship had been a living hell

but I believe justice will serve him well

Then the whole world shall see

everything my love ever really did to me…

 

R.

(Jakarta, 27/5/2015 – 2:00 pm, for S.G. – and other souls suffering in silence…)

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