Again I feel my heart crumblingMy spirit is twisting and tears are wellingunder all this pain.I’m happy for him,He’s going to make himself a better lifeBut inside I feel empty,without his strong arms around my waist, his warm breath in my hair.My mind laughs at memy conscious calls me dumb“This is why you trust no one. The only place love will ever get you is pain again.You didn’t listen to yourself,what your past has already shown you,now look were you are.”Alone. Again. 


This poem is about: 
My family
My community
My country
Our world


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