First Cut Hurts The Most
poem by:
Gemma Marsh
Written
on Feb 20, 2017
15 years old a world so carefree, And there you were wanting me, So naive and innocent a girl so shy, Remember holding your hand that first kiss goodbye, Heart pounding when you were close to me, You showed me love you set it free, And so our love grew and became so strong, We planned our first child then 9 months along, Our boy came into our life , 2 years later I became your wife , Another 2 children along, How could I have got this all so wrong, My so called friend that's what she said, Saw us wrecked it got into your head, The lies the hurt the double deciet, How could you both do this right under my feet, Wet pillows I held all night long, Tears rolled down my cheeks as I heard our song, Everyone seemed happy around me, My heart was shattered no longer set free, The mental hurt it drove me insane, Could anything ever heal this pain, I tried to forgive and forget, All this caused me was massive regret, But slowly I lifted my head from the floor, My heart slowly healing still a bit raw, My trust and love remained deep inside, Months went by and I hadn't cried, And slowly and surely my life moved along , A couple of times I've still got it wrong, But every night as I go to sleep , I remember the first knife always cuts deep . G.m
Tags: love, deep, pain,
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Frank Hornby . commented:
Powerful poem Gemma..you really have been hurt..........but you will come through......empty the anger from your soul...using poetry....it works...then your poems will turn to happiness....and joy..
