truth is bold
posted May 26th, 2018 at 12:44 PM
the truth is..
I was in pain
I was an alcoholic
I was using
I was broke
I was a woman getting woke
I thought my education was supposed to liberate me
instead it dissipated me
in a society so ignorant
made me feel tied up again
in a cage so tight
the walls were closing in
I didn't see a future
I didn't see a friend
And I don't hate you, man
but I don't love you either
and I'm not judging
but I'm not settling neither
heartbreak
I've felt before
I survived you
and I survived that too
At least I had the balls to look at my own face
at least I saw the things I'd done in bad taste
and yes I lost my cool
but I also gained my head
yes I played the fool
but I also won my heart
the question in front of me
the answer forever old
the truth lying somewhere above the matter
the feeling of being bold
10 Comments
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May 26, 2018 at 3:54pm
what a stupid poem
Bold?
May 26, 2018 at 5:09pm
Big bold flavor? Rich, old country flavor? Gravy? Bechamel?
post it stomp
May 26, 2018 at 11:52pm
Wow!!! You win the drama queen prize, poet and song writer
well
May 27, 2018 at 12:11am
Obviously I can't say this is YOU, but I saw your struggle that was much like my own, thought I could be the one to hold your hand and support you. Instead you saw entertainment when it suited you, an ego boost when it suited you. Choosing me wouldn't have been settling, at least for you.
JoeIdiot
May 27, 2018 at 6:04am
Whatever. I still love you.
Anonymous
May 27, 2018 at 12:36pm
Sorry for being an ass
And ignoring you in class
And secretly pissing on your chair
Why couldn't you be honest and just showed that you care??
Redacted
May 28, 2018 at 11:38am
I like your poem, Op. I saw myself in a lot of your words. Hope you continue healing and writing your truth.
Anonymous
May 28, 2018 at 2:34pm
If it's a competition you win OP. My life has turned into wandering around year after year, waiting to see if you'll ever love me 1/1000th the depth I feel for you.
ohwtf
May 29, 2018 at 11:57pm
You put all this effort into this poem but you can't send me even the briefest olive branch email. You could be clear on boundaries but you won't ever do that because you like me pining endlessly for you.
JoeIdiot
Jun 2, 2018 at 10:47am
You don't have to love me, but don't you think you could pretend a little? Missing you, whether this is you or not.
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