The Break-Up Poem by Brian Matico

Day One
I awake from the dream to find emptiness
The room is eerily quiet as if time stands still
I find myself frozen in horrified hollowness
My zest for the life abandoned-I have no will
What did I do?
What did I say?
Was I too fast?
What should I rue?
What should I play?
Why didn’t it last?
Where was the trust?
Where was the soul?
Will God tell me why?
Where was the lust?
Where was the dole?
Will this pass by?
These answers will come—if I just allow them
What is it that 1 am suppose to learn from this?
The time to reflect is now and I will see the gem
The silver lining -—the gift—the message—the jest
After all, time does seem to heal all wounds
And I have been wounded before and shall encore
Everyone is allowed to dance to his own tunes
And happiness is right around every new corner.






Day Two
Still wondering out there in clouded confusion
No answers yet given—no clues to the crime
Was this thing- -this time spent an illusion
Was I left in the cold with no reason—no rhyme
What was it that changed-without notification
What was it that turned the sun into moon
Would time spent in healing provide validation
Of what once flourished as true loves sweet tune



Day Three
Not
much
left
to say.
Not
much
left
to do.
It’s just
another
day,
No longer
filled
with you.






Day Four
The sun still rose
and night will come
Thoughts of you
yet fleeting
still come to mind
Fleeting they are
I’m still
feeling dumb
For the trust that I found
I can
no longer find.
The honesty I treasured
and
sought to obtain
The love that I offered
now
bitter and stained
In this fear and this sadness
I’m sure to remain
My love in relationships
must now be restrained


I hate you for this







Day Five
This day offers a hit of happiness
I spot a glimpse of a promise on a new horizon
One that is full of independent bliss
One with new pasture from which to graze on
Was this the lesson I was to learn
Was this what our creator had in store for me
Will you still hopefully have to burn
The answers lie before me as an unfolding mystery







Day Six
Day spent deep in thoughts about me
Your face today I rarely see
What did I see in you
Nothing was true
It’s now over
It’s now done
W h o
W o n
?








Day Seven
If I spent my time around the clock
Painful memories again would unlock
If I stay alone and in bed by ten
I’m sure I ‘d explore thoughts of you again
If I tour the parties and engaged in drink
My life would never be as free as I think
So I think I’ll keep myself the way I am
Because frankly darling you’re not worth a damn.



Day Eight
Once I lived in the life I dreamed
In retrospect it was not as it seemed
Once the colors appeared to be alive
Now alone the colors radiate and thrive
What was a dream has become clear
My life with you was a nightmare
I had forgotten how happy I had been
I missed the joy, but have found it again
Your cowardice act I once up-roared
Has given me back the love I adored
I never needed you inside my life
I looked for love, you gave me Knife
So hatred never did play a part
My life didn’t end -but it did start



Day Nine