Breaking Up Poem

This poem was written when things were going bad between me and my ex. I woke up one morning and decided that it was time to leave. Time to better my life, and the lives of my three children.

Walking Away

© Vanessa Brown
I'm tired of dreaming.
I'm through with trying.
Tired of living, yet scared of dying.
Maybe things are good for you,
but look at all that I've been through.
Look at all the pain I've won.
I bet you think that it's been fun.
You never thought I'd turn away.
You never believed you'd see this day.
Look again cuz here I go
leaving behind all I know.
Changing it all as I must do.
Not daring to stop and think things through.
Wanting to run as fast as I can,
not stopping until I understand.
Like why did I let things get this way?
Why didn't I leave yesterday?
How are things going to be,
since there is no more you and me.


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Published: Feb 2010

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  • My daughter dies and so did the marriage. Why couldn't I wait to see what transpired. I did what I did best and that was to run, how foolish the way. Ran blindly for the last time never looking behind to see if he was the one. Why do we run when we are scared? Is it because we don't think anyone could be there? If you start running when things get bad, you'll never see the one you left being sad. Don't take it upon yourself to run down that road on your own because when you look back you'll find you're all alone.

    Connie Tsiris Submitted Sep 2010

  • I have been in two relationship, but both of them ended after they hurt me seriously.

    Edwin, Kenya Submitted 7/21/2013

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