**before you comment, realize how I write poems, if you are a true poet, you know how to break this down....I write in the eyes of other people and their situations, things that we go thru in this world ya dig.....things we feel, things we see....are things we go thru in life in general...I also write about things that go on in my life as well because we all go thru ups and downs, trails and tribulations....so please I write when others are hurt, happy, sad etc..this poem is not intended for any individual person, just people who are heartbroken due to relationships, family, and drama that arise....I been thru this situation with females over and over...that's why I have a distinct mind and perspective from a man's point of view and a females point of view...until then enjoy this poem----B-Y


She told me she was suffering
I looked around as if I was searching for answers
She said it once again, B-Y, I'm suffering
At that point, I couldn't respond to her statement
Because I felt her impulse and the final result was...
Someone took something valuble from her body..
Her heart--she told me it was shattered more than one time
It has been stitched up, taped up, glued back together in time
But she couldn't predict nor forecast this last relationship
Where she was forced to view herself in the reflection of a window
Protecting herself from drama from friends, family and eventual pain
She told me again she was suffering...I still couldn't respond
She told me that she was suffering from that four-letter word
So conspicious, that it involves another four-letter word...

HURT and LOVE

B-Y I am suffering, and it hurts so bad
Hurting from relationship and relationship
Hurting from worrying about someone who dont give a fuck about me
Hurting from caring so much about this man when he don't seem to understand
I would stop breathing for him, kill and go to bat for this man,
DAMN, B-Y........I am hurt...all these years, heartbroken
Stirred in the wrong the direction...I swallowed my pride for him
Lost so many...so many....so many, friends because of him
Battled my family to make them believe HE LOVES ME..and only me
I was his lover, provider, comfort...I am suffering
AND THIS TOO SHALL PASS.....this is the last time I will hurt like this again
I will rise, I will reform and I will forgive him for pain I feel in my body
I'm in the state of paralysis and right now I can't feel nothing
My heart turned into glass and it shatters leaving deep cuts
I can't take the pain...can't take the drama
I Know what you mean when you say that you're suffering
She hurt my heart and soul and I lost control
I felt like I wanted to take my heart, mind and soul
And lock it up in solitary confinement forever
Now I know what Biggie meant living in the House of Pain
Because no one was listening, just protraying that they are
It was getting very head to see the Light at the end of tunnel
Maybe I have tunnel vision because I didn't know who to run to
I feel your suffering, I feel your suffering of my suffer as we suffer together
But we will weather this storm at all cost, even if all love is lost in our minds
and THIS TOO SHALL PASS............