Tales of the Ex

Nana Poet Ibrahim
I'm terrified
to walk the streets without you
holding my hand
you left me with no choice but to
turn my room into my safe house
but I get scared whenever I switch
on the light and still feel that my
heart's stuck in the dark, scathed,
each moment promising that it
will hurt you as much as you hurt
me with every frail pulse,I hate
that I need you to prove my
worth
it sucks that I still love you...

Skillz Tha Poet
it barely hurts to
hear you say such,
it barely changes my thoughts,
for to me a choice it was,
to let that hand go,
and never again its warmth to
feel,
and i laugh at the site of you,
as those streets you cross,
in loneliness and sadness,
a little pay for the games you
played,


Nana Poet Ibrahim
Those games
I played were orchestrated by
your actions
I have never seen you smile at me
the way you smiled at her
It was in the way your face lit up
when you heard her name
your touch has never been as
cold as it was from that moment
you laid your eyes on her I
sought comfort in another man's
arms
but nothing he did could
compare to what I felt when you
held me
his smile did not charm me like
yours did
boy,it sucks that I still love you....

Skillz Tha Poet
a butterfly
funeral was what we had,
constant yells and
incomprehensible nags,
never at the table would i
swallow in peace,
and the bed was never a fortress,
the bites and the fights,
never once you a warmth did i
feel,
you once were the dream i loved
to have,
you once a thought i loved were,
but of ice age became,
and from heavens an angel was
sent,
that away my heartaches did
erase,
an ear she gave to my worries,
a shoulder i did lean on,
be it that i was wrong in my
doing,
but love seems to have grown old..

Nana Poet Ibrahim
Then let it be
his touch I shall endure and make
new memories of my new
founded love and this love that
seems not to leave me at peace
will eventually be my past,never
to be revived....

Skillz Tha Poet
and her the
flower i love to pick will be,
and together we shall by your
house walk,
in tangled fingers and smiling
faces,
and my heart shall dance in
suicidal victory,
seeing you clench your fist,
and make those devilish faces,
and i shall kiss her at your
window,
a little pain to kill you slow..