My Own Fault Poem by Shilesha Johnson

You spoke of the past
Knowing the pain that it caused
The tear in my eye
The crack in my voice
You ignored
You seemed to care
But somehow I knew you just didn’t
When you told me to wipe my eyes
I tried so hard to listen
But you can’t wipe away the hurt
It’s not like yelling at someone
When they are getting on your nerves
It’s not like a fly that you shoo away
It’s something that sticks to you
And makes it so that the pain is here to stay
You spoke of the past
I broke down
And it’s my own fault because that was something
That I allowed