I don't usually do this. yet this poem has been running through my mind all week. I want to share it with you guys. I hope it helps bring you closer to the ones you love. if you cant love the one you want. love the one you with. the artist name is Lamont Carey the YouTube video is powerful.
She says she loves me
Like when I wake up in the morning
Shes sitting on the edge of the bed with a plate of food
Wanting to feed me
She says she needs me
She says she loves me
Or like when I'm stepping out of the shower
She's standing there with the towel
wanting to, wanting to dry me off
She says she loves me
So she clings to me even when I want to be left alone
And sometimes I lose control, and I hit her
And she forgives me
Because she says she loves me
Even when the neighbors calling the cops
She's yelling, screaming "no, stop!"
"I fell in the shower, I tripped and hurt myself"
She says she loves me
Or like when her mother tells her to get the restraining order
She's telling her mother that I didn't do nothing wrong
That she made me mad
She says she loves me
Because she's afraid to admit that i'm evil
She's afraid to admit that I hurt her
See if she would admit it
She would have to admit that she has made another dag-gone mistake
Like having four children by four different men
About being 30 years old and not being able to read
So instead of admitting that
She has made another mistake
She stays with me
She says she loves me and I don't know about love
See I was born in an orphanage where the people around me all they wanted to do was get away
So when she says she loves me
I feel something that I can't explain
That I cannot name
So if she says she loves me
I say I love you too
She says she loves me
Like when I lost my job , trying already hard
Trying to arrange this family of six
I hate this
And when I walk in the house I just tell her
Just let me be
Let me get some rest and maybe later we can talk
But she tells me I have things on my mind and I need someone when shes there to listen
And when I try to walk away
She keeps on following me
And so when I walk in the bed room and I try to close the door
She holds it, and I lose control
And I hit her and I hit her again, and I hit her again
Right into the living room
Out into the streets for all eyes to see
And none of you stopping me
But I was showing rage, almost like being dazed
And I kept on hitting her and I kept on hitting her
When her body hits the ground
My feet begin to pound against her flesh
And the only reason that I stop
Is because my hand hurt
And now when I look at my fists
I can't really say whose blood is this?
But by then the rage began to fade
And I begin to see clear
That something is wrong, something ain't right
My baby's convulsing, she's not breathing right
So I kneel down beside her
I wish I could crawl up inside her and heal all the pain that I caused
Because see I know that this is my fault
And she wanted to reach for me but she was just too weak
But she managed to mumble "she loves me"
She says she loves me
And she has loved me until death did us apart
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