The Pain Inside

0

I want to write.

I want to give you what my heart bleeds and plant seeds

in your mind so that you can understand what I’ve dealt with in time.

I want you to know that I’m not just some bitter woman.

I’m not just cold because of what I was told.

I’ve been hurt.

I’ve been scared to the point where I have bruises beneath my skirt.

I’ve been lost, lost so deep that the sunlight can shine and the dark road is all I will find.

I want you to know that I love because I feel it’s right not because your body is tight.

I got problems. Problems so heavy that I’ve felt that the Dear Lord couldn’t solve them.

I’ve seen things you just wouldn’t believe.

Felt pain that’s brought rain.

Pain that stained the layers in my heart.

True love is the only thing that could rip me apart.

Apart from the pain.

I’m not here to play the same game, the blame game, that lame game.

Can you hear me? Do you understand where I’m coming from?

 

Jamaica Linwood is a Graduating Senior Broadcast/Mass Communications major. She will be a contributing writer for The Campus Chronicle for the 2017-2018 school year.

0 comments