In Honor Of US National Poetry Month…

Let’s Weep Against Abuse.

Hi there,

She thought she was me

But better.

Thought she struck gold.

They connived, Manipulated, Lied, Cheated,

Betrayed.

Until I was gone.

Now she sees

What is in her heart is in his too.

You wanted the kingdom

Comes with the king.

A heart as dark as coal

Icy cold fingers grasping

Tearing down your soul

Self, worth. Everything.

Good days farther and further between

Uncertainty, your daily bread

Who will you tell your story to?

When everyone saw what you did?

Now you whine to him,

I gave my best to you.

Darling, what did you think I did?

On my Insta account @okwywrites, you can see many more of my poems but do let me know what you think about this piece.

All my love! And hello Mustapha El Hajj

Okwy.