Breaking Point
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What happens when the Heart leaks...
Does it run out of Love?
Can I be Man enough to not give up?
I'm Broken but I'm Glue...
I'm Sad Because I'm Blue...
Anxiety irrigated over me and now I'm Confused π
What used to be isn't anymore...
Currently, inquiring about how can I dust myself off and go back to what I enjoy.
I've heard enough lies to know the Truth...
what if my Breaking point is because of you?
Love came to me Barefoot it didn't have any shoes...
I dressed you in a Cloth of my Skin...
I tried with my arms hugging you tight trying to feel the Love Within...
I have to take off...
I must be sat unburdened...
What good is a Butterfly
Who doesn't use their wings?...ππ¦
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"But what if my Breaking point is Because of you? Love came to me Barefoot it didn't have any shoes... I dressed you in a Cloth of my Skin...." STUNNING, Lonzo. I am in awe of your work here. This goes in so many different emotional directions, that I feel its truth reverberate in every line. Wow.
wow. "I'm broken but I'm glue." "What if my breaking point is because of you?" "What good is a Butterfly who doesn't use their wings?" This poem and especially those lines resonated with me so deeply. Thank you for this
Iβm happy to see this shared. One of your strong pieces that deserved more attention. Well done.
The tale of our son's first boyfriend (who upon graduating high school, has certainly learned to spread his wings--he's a successful hairdresser in Kansas City, owning several shops & has just closed on his first home). Another gem Paul has lifted up which I had missed.
Another beautiful but heart breaking piece. π
Well done, Lonzo. I especially love how it closes: "What good is a Butterfly . . . Who doesn't use their wings?" Powerful!
I'm glad Paul found this one so I could read it. You are a master wordsmith, Lonzo!
Oh this is such a powerful one β€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈ
So much emotion in your words. Very well done
βLove came to me Barefoot it didnβt have any shoesβ¦β That just breaks my heart! Thereβs so much feeling here. π
Great poem Lonzo. A lot of good thoughts there!!!
One sided love is the pits. Love is freedom to be. Very sad poem. Canβt wait for that true unconditional love poem of yours , one of these days . I felt the sadness in this poem .
Excellent words, great poem.
Phenomenal!!!!!!!!!!!!!