Pain Poem by Katy Harris

It's hurtful. I didn't want to admit it but I am in pain. Almost like someone stepping on your toe then running away. I am left with the pain.

How did I find myself here? I've worked so hard to build my own world only to open it up to someone didn't deserve it. Nor cared for it.

Relationships are my strongest wound. The foundation of my inner chaos. I have been ashamed of it. That I cling to the crumbs of hope. That I am like I drug addict asking for just a bit more. That my choices are shameful. That I went around with an empty cup begging for it. That it was never freely given and when it was, it would expire.

Am I terrible? Is staying with me so bad? Did I act too strongly? Is being considerate so misaligned? That I was disposable. Its a shame.

I needed it. So I let him in, fully knowing it was all a smoke screen. But for a moment, I felt safe, loved, desired, cared for and cherished and...happy. I knew that a time will come where I have to let it go. And there will also come a time where I have to let the pain go.