Poems

it's okay, it's not your fault

Maybe love is not made
to leave me bruised
Maybe the weight of the world
is not mine to carry.

But then why, oh God why,
does everything come crashing down,
when a small gust of wind
knocks down my house of cards.

Why is this mess my fault,
Why is his sadness on my heart,
Why is their failure my misstep,
Why this gaping hole in my soul.