Expenses Poem (Part 1)
You said this world was ours, and I believed you.
You said you would love me until the end of time and beyond that, and I believed you.
You told me you would feed my soul and take on my burdens as if they were yours alone to bear and, I believed you.
You told me you would never be the cause of my weeping or ache and, I believed you.
As my tears fell into an ocean of despondency and my sense of belief dwindled and faltered, I still believed.
I laid awake, trapped in my jumbled mind between reality and delusion, fact and fiction, about what was, what wasn't, and what I wanted it to be, I still believed you.
As I shielded my frown with a smile and "I'm okay," I believed you.
As I laid down my desires and ambitions to pacify your core wounded self at the expense of my inner child, I believed you.
Expenses Poem (Part 2)
As I put down and put off my healing and elevation to raise you on my shoulders, I believed you still.
It was only when I stared in the mirror and only saw you, that I remembered.
Love is a choice. Love is a series of continuous actions. Love is peace, clarity, and exploration of the depths of our souls and others.
Love is a cost. Love has hidden meanings and messages and secret longings.
Love is expensive.
I gave everything, sacrificed all, and left nothing untouched for myself; it cost me dearly.
I've emptied my vessel enough for you to fill it until overflowing or absorb into nothingness, and it cost me.
What is the price of love?
Endless?
I'm not sure how but I now go forth towards the light, with the inner knowing that my love is expensive.
It will cost, but in the end, I won't be footing the bill.
Took a bit to get it out but, it's here! How many people have felt they gave their all in love and now, are left footing the bill of healing from said experience? If so, this is for you. Your love is expensive. Make sure the expenses ADD UP! 🫀🗯️
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