My Tears Poem by Liza Mahlubi

I used to think that
your opinion was more
valuable than mine
And mine was to be silent and listen.

I used to think that
when you beat me
was a sign that you loved me
My fault was not showing you
how much i loved you or was not enough.

I used to think that
when you yell at me
you were telling me my thoughts were too load
And you were teaching me manners
and that my voice is not suppose to be heard.

I used to think that
when you turn your back on me
and refuse to touch me
you were angry
and you were always right
I was suppose to beg for forgiveness.

I used to think that
love is pain
and if I didn't feel pain
then I didnt't deserve to be in your life

But then I found out the truth
and I took a journey of self-discovery
i realised that all the tears I've shed
and the marks I left on the pillow every night
as I cry myself to sleep
where from the scars in my body
and for the pain in my heart

Then I made a promise to myself
that I've shed the last tear for you
AND NO MORE.