She Says She Loves Me (poem of the day)
She says she loves me, so she clings to me even when I want to be left alone, but she’s beautiful. Like sometimes when I have things on my mind she’s the perfect person to listen and she only gives advice and tells me I could give her a few.
She says she loves me Like when I wake up in the morning she’s sitting on the edge of the bed with a plate of food wanting to feed me. She says she needs me. She says she loves me Or like when I’m stepping out of the shower she’s standing there with the towel wanting to, wanting to dry me off. She says she loves me, so she clings to me even when I want to be left alone.
And sometimes I lose control, and I hit her
And she forgives me because she says she loves me. Even when the neighbors calling the cops she’s yelling, screaming “no, stop!
I fell in the shower, I tripped and hurt myself”
She says she loves me, Or like when her mother tells her to get the restraining order
She’s telling her mother that I didn’t do anything wrong. that she made me mad.
She says she loves me Because she’s afraid to admit that I’m evil. she’s afraid to admit that I hurt her. see if she would admit it. she would have to admit that she has made another dag-gone mistake, like having four children by four different men. about being 30 years old and not being able to read. so instead of admitting that she has made another mistake,
She stays with me.
she says she loves me and I don’t know about love. See I was born in an orphanage where the people around me all they wanted to do was get away. so when she says she loves me,
I feel something that I can’t explain. That I cannot name. so if she says she loves me
I say I love you too.
She says she loves me, Like when I lost my job, trying already hard. Trying to arrange this family of six, I hate this. And when I walk in the house I just tell her, “Just let me be
Let me get some rest and maybe later we can talk”. But she tells me I have things on my mind and I need someone to talk to when she’s there to listen. and when I try to walk away she keeps on following me. And so when I walk in the bedroom and I try to close the door, she holds it, and I lose control. and I hit her and I hit her again, and I hit her again. right into the living room. out into the streets for all eyes to see, And ain’t none of you stopping me.
But I was showing rage, almost like being dazed. and I kept on hitting her and I kept on hitting her. when her body hits the ground,
my feet begin to pound against her flesh. and the only reason that I stop, is because my hand hurt. and now when I look at my fists I can’t really say whose blood is this? But by then the rage began to fade, and I begin to see clear,
That something is wrong, something ain’t right.
My baby’s convulsing, she’s not breathing right
So I kneel down beside her. I wish I could crawl up inside her and heal all the pain that I caused.
Because see I know that this is my fault, and she wanted to reach for me but she was just too weak. but she managed to mumble “she loves me”
She says she loves me
And she has loved me until death did us apart.
And the point of this story is
If you in a relationship and you`re being hurt
You gotta get out of that relationship
Before this story ends up being your story
She says she loves me
BY Lamont Carey.