You Broke It Down, You Broke Me Down Poem by Mishack O Madubandlela

You Broke It Down, You Broke Me Down

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Life. Isn't that what we're supposed to live?
We're supposed to cherish it and enjoy every moment of it Yet you made me regret every
moment of it
Every day I spent with you made mine a joy ride
Until you started breaking it down

Obedience. Are we supposed to obey each other?
I hear it shouldn't be the primary bond that keeps
two people bound.
The affection which you have for each other must be why, by your partner, you were found.
Yes, we respect and care for one another
but I guess you didn't for me
All that little obedience we had, was gone with the
tropical disasters
Now, I look at myself and I think that in heartbreak,
I've earned my masters.

Values. Did we ever value each other?
I guess not, since to me, I was no more valuable than those shinny crystals around your neck
And to think that I told myself that I'd always have
your back
Now I see, who would have my back?
When I look at you, you look at materials.
When I have your back, you turn yours on me.
I guess we never valued each other equally, huh?
It must've been bound to happen from the start,
I made myself believe that you would see my heart because you're smart
But I guess I was wrong

Eternity. Shouldn't we be together till eternity?
I thought love never ends, it never seizes to exist.
Man! I'm so wrong on so many levels.
Or maybe I'm not, you just aren't the "perfect" one
for me, hey
If our love should've lasted till eternity
then I must have outlived eternity
Here I am, still standing, strong and witty as it gets.
We were held together by four letters,
I thought the love was real, I should've known better,
So I ended up in hell.

You broke it down, one by one, you broke me down
I should've bailed earlier, but it wasn't until the last letter,
Then I realized that it was all over.
I'm sick of you breaking me down, and all our
"love" is an empty space.
The pain of being thrown into a deep void by the
one hand you vowed never to let go, It feels worse than going through hell with a pocket knife hoping to kill every demon in sight.
I loved you from the start, and you never gave me
your heart.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This poem is a depiction of feelings about certain expectations that form the word 'love' with the first word of every stanza after the first one. This was a hurtful time when the person you love seems to let go and you suddenly feel like your love together was unreal. It was all just an illusion
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