We've Been Here Before Poem by Adegbite Adeyinka

I've felt this way sometime
In my dream in lonely night
You were my precious dime
I loved you wrong or right
All yours, I've always been
Yet you wouldn't treat me fair
You hurt me at whatever scene
My home became your lair
I showered you with so much love
How wouldn't you have a heart?
I endured like a hand in a glove
Though you cause us to drift apart;
You bore my heart's terrible ache
You sore my soul with harm
My heart was yours, my stake,
You did lose your charm;
My tears forbid I come back
And what is that you bear?
I see a rose, suffered and black,
My hurt, that will not clear
We've been here before
You spoke as though you're caring
Far from the truth, the core,
How will our love be faring?