Relationships aren't for me,
He be treating me like a schedule.
My words aren't heard.
I feel nothing or something that's why I'm still around.
I feel tolerated.
He doesn't care so why should I?
I can't express all this to him coz I won't be able to hold in some hurtful words.
If men are trash then now I relate, coz he be treating me like one.
A simple break up would save him but hurt me.
Holding on, even though it's slippery.
Letting go isn't as easy as they say.
I'm hurting and still sticking around coz HOPE is what I'm left with.
But my Faith for us died.
I wish I never met you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem