100 Cups of Tea
Part Three: Always about the ones I want. Never about the ones I’ve had. -I thought we were soulmates
I love you like you don’t want me to. –You broke me apart
I’m crying for my body
Being wasted
As the days keep
Passing me by
Why am I so unappealing?
To the bodies I want? –No witness
The truth is
I may never
Be able
To let you
Go
That’s how it feels
Like I’ll always
Be looking
For you
Wondering
If you’re looking
For me
And why?
I’m not someone
Who can easily
Get over
The why? -Questions
I can’t escape
Your name
A constant reminder
Of you
And
It never ends -Name in cement
I want something
It’s a craving
On the edge of realizing
Not satisfied yet
Please don’t let it
Only be you
You’re not here
Never here
I need to find it
In something else -My something
Wasabi in a puddle
And it’s embarrassing
Cold hands
Waiting for my bus
But I’m hungry
Take in my time alone
Even though
Body hurts
Need to keep
Pushing through
Still no you
But I’m being creative
No longer waiting
Wait
Check in
Remember
No waiting
Only for my bus
And my wasabi is in a puddle
Bright green mistake
On the ground
Where my eyes always search
For love
But that’s ok
Because I’m hot enough
And stranger kindness
I’ll be ok
Going back -Sushi story
I don’t know why
It has to hurt so much
But I need to stay grateful
Others are hurting more
I imagine
I feel their pain
Sick to my stomach
Tiny hearting hearts
Women who don’t have anyone
To hold them up
Hold them up
Hold each other up
Men
Who got broken
Somehow
And I love them all
All hurting
But I can still cry
Soft drops of love
For myself
Down my cheeks
It’s ok to want
Someone who feels right
To bury my face into
To feel my heart beat
Soft reminding
At night
When it’s all dark
Things are slowed down
And it’s ok to cry
I really need to sleep
Still, I torture myself
Thoughts of someone
I want
Soft and hard
And I really need
To cry -My softness
I let the photo pass me by
I let the poem sink down inside
And all the moments
I was hoping to share
With you
I’m left wishing
You were here
I guess
That’s why I
Let it go
Sometimes it feels like
It doesn’t matter
Because you don’t see me
Anyways
Trying not to feel
Like that -Something else to live for
Lost my trust
In what eyes say
Doubt fills up
Am I even here?
Or creating characters?
To accompany me
In a blank existence -I thought
I try to convince myself
My heart is enough
I’m enough
But the thoughts
My mind tells me
Otherwise
So many beautiful women
Who would want me?
I’m already ruined -Like a new stained shirt
You can see it all
If it makes you
Feel
Less alone
I grew this light
In my eyes
With some inspiration
Of wanting him
Not having him
And trying to let it all go -Exposed
I force myself
To breathe
You out
When all I want
To do
Is breathe
You in
For once- No chance
About the Creator
Leah Legault
Prefer to speak in poetry/I speak for women, moms, single moms, children, and anyone who feels like it's so hard to be here at times//Developmental Service Worker/ For inclusion/Love brains that works in different ways/Women's Healing Arts
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