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I Didn't Need You

They come and seemingly break your soul, that's okay as long as you don't lose your will.

By Hannah HarrisonPublished 6 years ago 3 min read
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It was truth I never found in you.

The pain grew more and more so from there...

I let my heart soar.

Far from your soul and away from your body.

I carried my own soul, broken and bloody.

Say my name but it is foreign to my heart.

Reach for me but don’t you know we're two worlds apart?

Once I’d have given the earth itself for you.

But now I see, you and me cannot equal one plus one is two.

See this is because you were never one, but three,

One, you with your love.

Two, you with your betrayal.

And three, she who sought to replace me.

Call it what you will, but I call it as I see.

What I see is treachery and now you will never have all of me.

Matter of factly, nothing but the past me remains for you.

The air falls cold upon my bare shoulders without you near me.

But my bare shoulders, they will learn to bare the cold which you have brought on to me.

Though small, they are strong. Strong enough to have stood through your abusive.

Strong enough to remain straight right on through.

So I will carry on, but likely you will perish and maybe not even remembered.

See now this happened because no faith was ever presented.

And when I decided to be through, he never thought that I meant it.

But I did.

So despite your best efforts, I will not be won over.

For I am independant, and a woman who is one and not three as presented by he.

He who stole my mind completely, he who treated me with such aggression.

It makes a woman wonder, what happened to him to create a man lacking in any sort of passion?

So I say, give him love and for me, I will pray.

For no man deserves to turn out this way.

Give a woman your heart if she’d do the same.

Become one in yourself and end this game.

Tell yourself you’re better and maybe you’ll believe.

But honestly, do you think we cannot see?

Your soul is vile, your mind is scattered, you’re so caught up in what “truth” you told who that you can’t anymore identify truth.

As of now I pity you.

I will not congregate against you.

Though you’ve torn through my very essence, I do hope you enjoy your own presence.

For you, this is all your left with, for she did not believe your pitiful myth.

Of a nonexistent me.

For I did not long believe this nonexistent she.

And together we’ve left you.

Her and me.

We’ve left you with your pieces, so we could find peace.

Of mind.

As women we will build.

We will build upon the structure you’ve broken to the ground.

We will build on independence without you.

Because you be without you, is to be free.

Free of grief and hurt in more ways than a human deserves.

Free of criticism and self hate.

Free of our “duties” to obey.

We will build lives, lives dependent on not you, but us.

Us as breadwinners, lovers, mothers, us as women.

So dare I say I was once a fool.

A fool head over heels for the sorry likes of you.

With life comes love, and with love learning.

And I have learned to be one of self love.

From your fire, plants will push through the ash.

Flowers in all their glory will sway with the trees.

For the first time in a long time, I can relax.

I can breathe.

And I can set my mind at ease.

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