Poetry by: Tianna Isaac

Don’t Tell Me

by Tiana Isaac

Don’t tell me what I already know

That its

Not

My fault.

As the snow falls

I

 Fall

        Too

Back in the flashbacks of hopelessness

Alcohol drugs and high risk.

Broken

           Into a million

                                Little

      Pieces

Turned into powder

My future goes blind

  As I

  Take

  Another

  Line

So don’t tell me what I already know

That it’s not my fault

 

Fear.

by Tiana Isaac

This is to all the men and woman who took a part of me that I will never get back. 

I did unthinkable unforgettable things with you.

Did you care that you were hurting me? 

I don’t think that you cared and sadly at the time I didn’t either.

I care about myself now and will never let you touch me again.

There is no amount of money that could buy my body.

When I see you in the streets, you make me sick.

Im broken when I see you with your family…

How could you ever do that to them? You should look within yourself and ask why? Why am I hurting my family? I don’t understand and I don’t think I ever will.

Yours Truly, Telianna Isaac/ Tia Isaac.

 

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