NaPoWriMo Day 3 ~ Sweet Little Lies

The prompt at NaPoWriMo today is to write a fourteener, which is a poem with each line having fourteen syllables.

Why did I ever believe him when he spoke sweet nothings
When everything in my being screamed he was lying
That I’d never be anything but a mere novelty
At the moment that I understood this I thought I’d die
Knowing that I was a toy in his overflowing box
Filled me with a soul sickness which seemed would last forever

Yet here I stand stronger than ever, knowing that I won
Knowing that his crazy making belongs to someone else
The fog has lifted and I find myself happy once more
Letting him go I can now fly free with a lighter heart
I have learned to love myself enough to know what love means
Being on my own is so much less lonely…my heart sings

4 thoughts on “NaPoWriMo Day 3 ~ Sweet Little Lies

    • Thanks Jules! Pain almost always leaves a scar, and just like the real flesh and blood type…the emotional scars are always there too, but both seem to toughen us up after the sting eases up.

    • Thanks JoJo. Ummm yes, there is definitely some truth in this poem. All good though…with each experience we come out stronger or better in some ways, and I definitely did after the one which inspired this.

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