{"id":2991,"date":"2025-01-23T08:25:15","date_gmt":"2025-01-23T08:25:15","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/walkingshadowpoetry.com\/blog\/?p=2991"},"modified":"2025-01-23T15:05:22","modified_gmt":"2025-01-23T15:05:22","slug":"walking-away-by-walking-shadow-poetry","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/walkingshadowpoetry.com\/blog\/walking-away-by-walking-shadow-poetry\/","title":{"rendered":"Walking Away by walking shadow poetry"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

spoken word.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

I never thought walking away could feel like this
Like carrying the weight of the world in my chest,
Yet leaving with empty hands.
It\u2019s funny how you can give so much,
Pour yourself out, drop by drop,
And still feel like it was never enough.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

You see, I stayed.
I stayed through the storms,
Through the silence,
Through the cracks in the foundation
That I tried so hard to patch.
But love isn\u2019t meant to be one-sided.
It isn\u2019t meant to feel like a battle
Where one person is fighting to keep it alive
While the other\u2026
Well, the other is just there.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

But walking away?
That\u2019s a different kind of battle.
It\u2019s not the kind with shouting or slammed doors
It\u2019s the quiet war inside your own head.
Because leaving isn\u2019t just about them,
It\u2019s about you.
It\u2019s about letting go of the dream you built
In your head,
Of the nights you whispered prayers
That things would somehow change.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

And honestly, I didn\u2019t want to go.
I wanted to stay,
To fight harder,
To believe just one more time
That maybe, maybe this time
You\u2019d meet me halfway.
But there comes a moment
When even love can\u2019t survive on hope alone.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I remember sitting in silence,
Staring at the messages you didn\u2019t reply to,
Replaying the conversations
Where I apologized for things I didn\u2019t even do.
\u201cMaybe I\u2019m the problem,\u201d I thought.
\u201cMaybe if I just try harder, love harder, be better\u2026\u201d
But the truth is,
You can\u2019t make someone love you the way you love them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

So I packed up my heart,
Piece by piece,
Even though it felt like leaving pieces behind.
Because walking away from something
You truly wanted to work?
It\u2019s not about giving up.
It\u2019s about choosing yourself
In a story where you kept getting lost.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

And here\u2019s the thing they don\u2019t tell you
It doesn\u2019t get easier at first.
The quiet moments are the loudest,
The nights feel colder,
And every song seems to play
Just to remind you of what you\u2019re leaving behind.
But as time moves forward, so do you.
You learn to breathe again,
To stand a little taller,
To love yourself a little louder.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Walking away doesn\u2019t mean you didn\u2019t love enough.
It doesn\u2019t mean you failed.
It just means you realized
That staying would\u2019ve meant losing yourself.
And isn\u2019t that the biggest heartbreak of all?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

So here I am,
Still picking up the pieces,
Still learning how to live without the “us” I dreamed of.
But I\u2019m finding me.
And in that,
I\u2019m finding hope again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Because sometimes walking away
Isn\u2019t the end of the story
It\u2019s the beginning of your own.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

spoken word. I never thought walking away could feel like thisLike carrying the weight of the world in my chest,Yet leaving with empty hands.It\u2019s funny how you can give so much,Pour yourself out, drop by drop,And still feel like it was never enough. You see, I stayed.I stayed through the storms,Through the silence,Through the cracks […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":2964,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[121,97,25,98],"tags":[35,49,34,67,50,61,55,53,22,48],"class_list":["post-2991","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-poem","category-poetry","category-solitude","category-storytime","tag-poems","tag-poetess","tag-poetry","tag-preciousowoko","tag-spokenword","tag-spokenwords","tag-stories","tag-story","tag-walkingshadowpoetry","tag-walkingshadowpoetrykenya"],"aioseo_notices":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/walkingshadowpoetry.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/01\/Screenshot-2025-01-20-120246.png?fit=441%2C513&ssl=1","jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":2863,"url":"https:\/\/walkingshadowpoetry.com\/blog\/the-real-problem-by-walking-shadow-poetry\/","url_meta":{"origin":2991,"position":0},"title":"The Real Problem by walking shadow poetry.","author":"walking shadow poetry kenya","date":"December 5, 2024","format":false,"excerpt":"The problem isn\u2019t you leaving without a word,It\u2019s the expectation that I\u2019d chase after you,Begging you to stay,Clinging to something that wasn\u2019t even real. 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