BREAKUP POETRY
BY JAZMINE J. PERRY
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Heart
Take my heart, I said timidly.
He takes it, he kept it for a whole year while my chest cavity filled with dust and webs. He starts to rip it, bit by bit, and move on without it, without me.
Bit by bit, I am losing myself, but he hands it to other people in the hopes they’ll like him just a little bit.
Jazmine J. Perry
Greek Tragedy
Tear away the last remaining pieces of flesh and when you reach my rib cage, Crack it open
Just take my heart, stomp on it, rip it
Tear each artery away from the veins watch the scarlet rain fall to the floor.
Jazmine J. Perry
Make me your Greek tragedy and hope that your hubris doesn’t come chasing you
My blood falls like Icarus from the sky
Like the blood draining from the eyes of Oedipus
More tragic than the death of Antigone
Make me a Greek tragedy, give me a tragic ending, just from tearing away all that I gave to you
Jazmine J. Perry
Miss You
I think I’ll miss you.
It’s an epiphany I had when I walked past you, You
The person I wanted to marry You
The person I thought I’d wake up to
I know I’ll miss you.
I’ll miss the laughter we shared, The moments that now leave me in despair
I can’t miss you.
The fights, the arguments
The way you made me feel Ten inches shorter
You were ten feet taller
How can I miss you?
I can’t miss the past because I can’t relive it And if I did, I might do it different.
I’ll miss you.
Jazmine J. Perry
Maybe I’ll miss loving you
I’ll miss looking in your eyes
And touching your hair
I’ll miss your laugh and smile
But I can’t turn back what you left
Pieces I’ve shed
People that I’ll pretend I’ve never met
I walked past you today.
And I’ll miss you but It’s a different you.
And I can’t miss someone I don’t know
Jazmine J. Perry
He Will Comeback
He will come back, he can tell you he won’t, he will never. But he will.
You know him too well. You know he will see you one day walk down the street and he will fall to his feet, wondering why he let you go.
He won’t believe how much you ’ ve changed, that you won’t be the same, that he doesn’t have you like he used to.
He will come back, he will say that he wouldn’t even think of you, but he will.
He will come back when your hair is long and your life is good When you ’ re on a high and your mind is clear. He will smell the change like rich scented perfumes, hoping you’d go his way.
You will get a message on your phone, a call from him or a like on your post. You’ll get a sorry, forgive me or something else to go He will beg and be weak until you reopen the door
Jazmine J. Perry
He will come back, he will say to not hope, but he will.
He will come back; he will quietly regret the decisions that led him away. He will think back on the times that made him stray.
Other girls who have the same tattoos, occupation or school, he will come back because in them, wasn’t you. He will come to a realisation that all he wants is you, and these girls are just reminders that he lost you.
He will come back, and he will say it with pride but don’t believe him because men lie.
Jazmine J. Perry
Make it Work
Oh how I wanted this to work, But you never came through, Stuck it out.
Wanted it to work out,
Prayed this was the last time you’d let me down, But got left out in the cold.
You said you’d never leave, You said you’d stay. But you never did and you never will
You slipped through my fingers yet again, And I don’t want to catch you when you fall.
Maybe this is my fault,
Never seeing your face again. Maybe in dreams or far away it seems, Too impossible to reach you or stick in your heart
So I leave you with the word bye
I won’t chase what isn’t there anymore and I could stay and wait but you are running and I’m going a different way
Jazmine J. Perry
Man on the Train
Torture to see that life moves on,
The train is leaving and you won’t even look back at me
The train moves fast and you can’t even twist an ounce of love out of your heart just for me
turn around won’t you?
see me running next to the moving train tears rolling down my cheeks out of breath and can’t even scream
look at me chasing the train you went on, Hoping our eyes would meet and maybe you’d feel something for me
he doesn’t even look back he’s looking into the horizon
The train is too fast and my legs can only take me so far life has stripped me of you you of me
And with no humility you can even turn around to see Running, crying and praying that maybe you’d get off that godforsaken train and shout to the heavens that you love me
Jazmine J. Perry
that just maybe, Hypothetically, you’d race back to me but you can’t even move your neck to see the woman you ’ ve left me to be.
My feet slow, the rails hum their relentless song, Yet you look ahead Like you have somewhere else you’d rather be
As the train travels its rails at full speed life moves on fast and for just a moment I’d like to think you’d never leave me that maybe, just maybe you twist your head to get a glimpse of me the woman running behind the train, carrying the man that is leaving me
Jazmine J. Perry
Twisted Betrayal
I’d love to hear your version of events, How you have twisted it for your friends
Have you told them all the shit you said, That you left
Did you paint me out to be the villain?
Did I cause you agony or did you leave out the part of my pain ?
When your friends heard I bet they were shocked, dismayed, angered,
By the girl who looked like all she could do was work with hangers.
Did you tell them that you made me cry, sob and weep ?
Or did you tell them you swept the floor clean of me.
Or that you walked away, and I watched you leave.
Cause only God knows I did that with ease.
Jazmine J Perry
THE END