Raina Cornish

By Raina Cornish • 


Gone.
You left.
I stayed.
I waited.
But you, you left.

I was ready to give up my name for you

But you left.

You came back.
I let you in.

Let your words poison my mind.
“I love you.”
“I need you.”
“Only you.”

I let you do what you wanted to me because I was scared to lose you.

Then you left.
Never to be back again.
You left me alone.

In the rain with tears pouring down my face.

Never to return.
You left me.
Cold.
Alone.
You left.
You = Gone.


Raina Cornish has written reviews on books/documentaries based on racism and also white privilege/preferences and poetry about her experience as a Black female.