The Loss Poem by Keith Anastase KAMOSSO

It was a lot pain, to leave my first
A lot of chain, to find you girl
A lot of teardrops on the dining table of her dining room

A lot of broken hearts when I lived and she stayed,
You never want a brighter light or sunshine time
You hurt my love but you lose my wealthier

My pain’s back, my breath’s gone and you never hold it away for me
You never want me not even catch me and I was falling
Falling apart, dying dreaming

But now I’m raised, from the grave where you pushed me
And I have the one who wants me back
Who’s loss now?