#SoWasYouReallySleepingAtYourBrothersHouse| Poem by Diana Mora @natureallydye
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I asked for someone to pour into me
As much as I poured into
myself
I know
I’ve been selfish
Still you renamed me
Dye
I’ll let you leave with the credit of that
A star in your dark sky
You claimed light
Just a star in
your galaxy
holds many
Poems I wrote on your birthday
Where I named
“As warm as RAH”
Would’ve been dead enough
Should’ve been enough
I thought that the shared pain of people leaving us on the 7th day of the 3rd month
Was enough
Pain exchanged
Feel your hurt
So I could heal you ?
Ever felt mine ?
Thinking the Gods did that for us
That’s what you Mumbled
As
Your
Tears were heard through phones
Protect me
Protect me
Protect me
Protect me
Protect me
Protect me
Protect me
Protect me
Protect me
Protect me
Yet the protection that came with the contract you disclosed had me sign
Then VOID !
Never having a chance to call this our own
Never having the chance to call my insides your home
It don’t even hurt the same
Poems don’t even flow the same
Because
Fuck Niggas
Think Their
Godly Niggas
But
Fuck Niggas
And Fuck Niggas
Is ironically spelled the same way
Yet means totally different things
Fuck Niggas ain’t shit
I hate Fuck Niggas
Totally different content
Yet
You seem to have fallen under both catalogs
“What you beg me for fuck nigga ?”
“Why’d he ask me to change”
“FUCK NIGGAS”
I said to myself as I looked in the mirror
Fuck Niggas
As I grabbed
My chest
Pain
Silent promises
We made
Turned into
Loud
Truthful lies
In front of everybody
Yet
Again
“DYE DON’T YOU FUCKIN CRY”
I weeped on that floor
I believed in you
“That was it for you”
I repeated in my pulse
I almost gave myself to you
I almost gave myself to you
Explain to me why
I felt bad for loving him too
Explain to me why that night I laid with him as the sky changed from dark blue to light blue
I called you
I felt bad for betraying you
I felt bad for telling him I love you
I felt bad for telling YOU I loved him too
Now look at you ?
I was going to teach how to move your earth..??
IT HURTS !!!!
I think you know me enough to know
My poems don’t ever have to Rhyme
That
My love
My being
Had never made sense till the day
I saw my reflection in your eyes
Ask me again why I can’t look in your eyes ?
I see bad parts of
Me when
I look at you
So
I stopped writing poems
I told you everything
Even when it was hard
Even when it hurt
Even when it was ugly
You beat at my spirit
As I allowed you
You lied to my face
You lie to yourself
You deny me
You deny your soul
You hurt me
You hurt
Yourself
I poured into you
You
Drained
My well
You change the spelling in my name from Die /D/i/e to Dye D/y/e
Now allow me to reintroduced
My name is Dye
And she told me to remind you
That
every so often
Poems I wrote you
Would end with
Who are you ?
And where did you come from..
You are nothing to me
And it no longer matters where you come from
Because
I hold the power to send you to
Hell..
I’ll spare you
In hopes
that you realize that
One day
You
Need
You
As much as them hoes needs you
#SoWasYouReallySleepingAtYourBrothersHouse..
/Diana Mora @naturallydye
