With Love Theres Hurt Poem by danyelle stuart

Tears that push themselves out

the words replay the ones i cry about

my eyes get blurry hot drops down my cheek

will it last a day? a month? a week?

i bow my head as if to pray my hands folded on my bed

trying to forget all you said

fresh cuts in my heart

from the razor you used that tore me apart

wish i could escape this feeling

need some type of internal heeling

you were more than some guy you were my world

couldnt and wont picture you with a nother girl

i messed it up with thoughts from others

from best friends cousins sisters and brothers

now im stuck in a daze

trying to get out but heartaches a maze

i seek you forgiveness for closure in me

but its hard to find cus ur heart was the light that helped me see