I met someone whom I dearly adored
Enough to even DIE for
One day I was in class and I was packed in his bags
I thought, Leave, but don’t take me with you
His bags and I was at the door
They were reconnecting
And his heart was departing
Leaving.
He had left once before
But his voyage was short
And of course, because of his actions I straightened up my act
As if I was out of order
I strived to be perfect for him
But my perfection could not be accounted for because I was worthless to him
But, I didn’t care
I was an empty glass
In the hands
Of an alcoholic
And
Anything he poured inside me my spirit obliged
His bags and I was at the door
I reminded him of his promises
“You said you loved me”
“Don’t deceive me, don’t leave me”.
I laid in his lies
Gave him my heart for free
I was worst than a prostitute
“At least she got paid for it”
She created revenue with her assets
Although it wasn’t much
She was bringing in much more than me
My moral less nights of feel good
Didn’t feel good the morning after
I’d given him everything I had inside me
Around me, under me, above me, beside me, and behind me
I’d given him much more than I had received
How could he move on?
How was I supposed to stand, without this man?
What about OUR plans?
His bags and I was at the door
My lungs in one bag
My brain in one bag
My kidneys in one bag
My ovaries in one bag
My eyes in one bag
My legs in one bag
And my heart in the garbage
I was ripped apart
And broken into pieces inside his bags
Ripped into pieces
He was leaving and taking me with him
But I was at the door whole heartedly, in his bags
He had been gone
Way long
Before he decided to pack
How can I live with that?
He was stronger than any STD
Damaging my insides so ghastly
That it cost me
Never will I conceive a child
With a smile
Because of the burdens he positioned inside me
He was leaving and I was going along with him
Until GOD came along
And let his Presence be known
I was confused about where I came from
Until “my father” showed me ‘WHOM’ I came from
My life was shattered
My mind was battered
But GOD recued me
And from BONDAGE I became free
The company of misery
No longer accompanied me
The MAN that Created Adam
Also created me
I was once at the door packed in bags
Until GOD illustrated to me “All that I had”
And him who once had my heart
Wasn’t even the best part
I was once at the door packed in bags
Screaming “leave, but please don’t take me with you”
I was glad at the day
That I could say
“Leave but you CAN’T take me with you”
I too, have found someone else
And his name is
GOD!!!!
