all of my work is written from life experiences. i do my best work when i am emotional about something. There is a story behind every poem.
Remembering your birthdayI wish you were here todayeven for just a little whileso I could say Happy Birthdayand see your beautiful smile. The only gifts today will bethe gifts you left behind;The laughter, joy and happiness...precious memories...the best kind. Today I'll do my very bestto try and find a happy place...struggling to hide my heavy heartand the tears on my face. I'll sit quietly and look at your picturethinking of you with love;hoping you're doing okin Heaven up above. May the angels hold you close andsing you a happy song...and I'll be sending wishes to youtoday and all year long.
Fuck love I'm tired of tryingKeep that wall up ain't no use in crying©wordsleftunspoken
You wanted my position but you didn't know what it required. You thought that laying in bed with him every night, taking cute pictures, flaunting him around and sexing him good was all it took. But what comes with that? When he leaves not knowing when he'll return, not knowing where he was or who he was with. Blowing his phone up back to back because deep down inside YOU know he'll never change not even for you. You know the same way you get him is the same way you'll lose him. You thought I was stupid and clueless about you because I didn't press it like you do, but in actuality, I knew I wasn't strong enough to walk away yet so I "let him cheat in peace" and when I finally walked away you thought you won. You felt rewarded because you ruined what we had. When the truth is, I got the strength to love myself more than he'll ever love either one of us. I felt like it was your turn to have that headache, and it was your turn to experience the side that every girl thinks she wants, until she actually gets it. Yes it was hard for you on the outside looking in to see him love me, because of greed and envy, but it's gonna be even harder for you to THINK he loves you and then you realize you're just me all over again
I feel like the hardest part of going through trauma is never being able to tell people the full extent of what happened because nobody wants to know the full details if any. So you are left with secrets and scars forever and no one truly knows the full extent of how badly you've been hurt. You dont want to make people upset or angry but you desperately need someone to really understand. It's a really lonely place to be
I feel like I'm screaming as loud as I canBut you still can't hear me,Sadly, you never will©wordsleftunspoken
Society has stopped listening I can't breatheSociety has stopped listening Sir, I can't breatheSociety has stopped listening Mama, I can't breatheSociety has stopped listeningWe have lost our wayWhether it's race, or colorReligion or creedSexual orientation or genderIt doesn't change how we bleedSociety has stopped listeningWe are all humansWe need to teach our children wellTo show compassionTo show patienceTo show toleranceSociety has stopped listeningCries fall on deaf earsonly to make the evening newsHatred is inheritedIt is not a birthrightIndifference is not equalitySociety has stopped listeningRemember you are not aloneWe try and stand unitedWhile the masses assign hyphens to us allDivision is meant for one thingTo cause a crumbleTo cause a fallSociety has stopped listening I can't breatheSociety has stopped listening Sir, I can't breatheSociety has stopped listening Mama, I can't breathe*************Jay Long | 2020#RipGeorgeFloyd
I'm sitting here everyday with this heaviness in my heart that wont go away. Losing you unleashed all the pain of past loses that I harbored away for so long. I used to ask myself how many heartbreaks can one heart take? Well now I know, losing you was the final break that shattered my heart completely. No matter what I do, I just don't feel whole anymore. So much has been taken from me in life but I'd always been good at hiding and ignoring the pain; now there's just to much, to much to hide, to much to ignore. I feel the sadness of every loss slowly consume me, like the darkness consuming the night sky, Lost in the memories of everything I've lost, drowning in the thoughts of everything I still have lose; how does one get through the losses to come when your already completely broken©M. Papineau©wordsleftunspoken
Watching every one around you living the life you've always dreamed ofGets more and more heartbreaking with each passing year Knowing that the more time goes by the less likely you are to ever get what you want, Is a different kind of sadnessI wouldn't expect you to understand©wordsleftunspoken
I need to learn how to stop apologizing for saying what I feelThat's like saying sorry for being real©wordsleftunspoken
Battle of heart and mind
Having the feeling something is offYet never knowing if It's your intuition speaking Or the insecurities from past bullshit causing you to over think©M. Papineau©wordsleftunspoken