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After Everything

A poem

By Hayley SmithPublished 3 years ago 1 min read
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She was the girl you said was your light

A way out of your darkest tunnel

She was always the only reason you fight

The only way you didn't crumble

She took you in and kept you safe

Kept you warm and well fed

She held her hands to your face

to wipe away the tears that you had shed

She gave you a voice and a home

Someone to open your heart to

Tried to show you weren't alone

After everything you had been through

She was so mad for you that she cried

She prayed and worried for your peace

Even after every time you lied

She still would hold you so you could sleep

She never meant to hurt or shame you

She only wanted to understand

Why, after everything she had been through,

You didn't want to hold her hand

You let her cry herself to sleep every night

When all she wanted was you to hold

She couldn't let herself give up the fight

Even after you let her heart grow cold

She remembers every little piece

No matter how broken each one had become

The light she had, had been released

In this she knew that you had won

She didn't believe the way that she did before

Only that she wanted to

The hope she had was sad and sore

After everything, she still can't blame you

You're just a person trying to find your way

She doesn't believe you had bad intentions

She knows you tried and wished you had stayed

But knows there were too many complications

She hopes you find peace

She's finding her light again

It's hard, to say the least

but she hopes the pain will mend

Maybe one day she will be the light that you once saw

Maybe by then you will be your own

So maybe, after everything, someday she will call

And you won't have to leave her alone

Because I know dear, you never meant to hurt me

The truth is hidden in between all of your lies

I know the love is real and is still there even after everything

But I wonder if it can stand the cruelest test of time

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About the Creator

Hayley Smith

I am 26 years old with two children. I have daughter who is my sunshine and a son who is my moon. I am a single mother who battles with mental illness. I am here for a creative outlet.

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