It is your fault, my heart!
You saw the signs, the warning lights—
Yet still, you yearned.
You reached for dreams wrapped in fog,
Tried every path, but none were truly yours.
You felt a flicker of hope,
But the rain never stopped.
You waited for the sun—
It never came.
You chose blindness when truth burned bright,
Held tight to a stone,
Expecting warmth from its cold embrace.
Blame yourself for pretending not to see—
What more were you waiting for?
A sunrise on a cloudy day?
They stuffed you with illusions,
And you fed yourself lies.
You believed he held all the keys,
But he used you and walked away,
Leaving only pieces—
A broken mirror
Reflecting truths you were too soft to face.
Open your eyes now, my heart.
Guard love like a lioness defends her pride.
It is your fault, my heart—
But your innocence lost,
Is a price he will pay.
ABOUT THE CONTRIBUTOR
Julie-S is the pen name of Julienne Niyomuhoza, a Rwandan poetess who uses her voice to heal and speak for wounded hearts. She writes in English and Kinyarwanda, drawing inspiration from everyday life, deep emotions, and untold stories within African communities. Julie-S began her journey with poetry as a form of self-expression and now uses it to connect, inspire, and empower others. Her words are filled with compassion, honesty, and a quiet strength that touches the soul. She believes that poetry is not only art, but a powerful tool for healing and transformation. Through her work, Julie-S hopes to bring light into dark places and give a voice to the silent.
