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Poetry by Rowan Evans

Tag: breakup poetry

  • If You Want to Go | A Raw Poem About Emotional Exhaustion and Letting Go by Rowan Evans

    Rowan Evans

    Author’s Note

    There comes a point in certain conversations when the words have already worn themselves thin. Promises become repetitions, explanations become excuses, and the silence between two people starts saying more than either of them can manage.

    “If You Want to Go” steps into that moment—the moment when frustration stops begging to be understood and starts letting go. Its voice is blunt, impatient, and tired of pretending that another conversation will somehow change what has already been made clear.

    Sometimes, the hardest part of walking away isn’t opening the door.

    It’s finally refusing to stand in front of it, waiting for someone to decide.

    — Rowan Evans

    Two figures stand apart in a shadowed room beside an open doorway, symbolizing emotional exhaustion and the choice to let someone leave.
    When the words become excuses, sometimes letting go says enough.

    If You Want to Go
    Poetry by Rowan Evans

    If you want walk—

    then walk—

    we don’t have to waste our time,
    we don’t have to talk—
    I don’t want to listen to another empty line,
    it’s just excuses—talking is useless—

    What?

    Now you’re mad?

    Why—
    because I gave you
    what you wanted?

    If you want to go,
    then go—
    what do we keep doing this for?

    We don’t have pretend anymore—

    Journey into the Hexverse

    [You Still Pop Into My Brain]
    Sometimes, someone from your past still wanders into your thoughts—not because you want them back, but because they once held a place in your everyday life. A reflective poem about disappointment, growth, and the strange persistence of memory after moving on.

    If you’re interested in more poetry, you can find it here → [The Library of Ashes]

  • Lessons Without Kindness | A Poem About Self-Respect and Growth by Rowan Evans

    Rowan Evans

    Author’s Note

    Lessons Without Kindness is about the strange education that can come from losing someone who once felt like your entire world.

    This isn’t really a poem about getting even. It’s about looking back at a relationship that changed, recognizing the games, the silence, and the ways I allowed myself to become smaller just to keep someone else comfortable—and realizing that I don’t live that way anymore.

    The person who taught me these lessons never intended to be my teacher. They didn’t sit me down and explain what I needed to learn. They simply gave me an experience harsh enough that I eventually learned it myself.

    Sometimes the most important lessons don’t come from kindness, wisdom, or good intentions.

    Sometimes they come from realizing what you will never allow yourself to become again.

    — Rowan Evans

    A figure leaving a shadowed hallway through a doorway of light, symbolizing self-respect learned from a painful relationship.
    Not every teacher is kind. Not every lesson is wasted.

    Lessons Without Kindness
    Poetry by Rowan Evans

    There was a time when
    you were my world,
    everything was fine and
    we really did love each other,
    or so I thought—
    yeah, we’d always talk—constantly,
    I was always thinking of you,
    and I thought
    you thought about me too.
    Maybe you did—once,

    then you changed
    and started playing games—
    you tried to get under my skin,
    pit me against him.
    But here’s the thing—
    he was never gonna win.
    I mean, truly,
    the only real loser was you—
    because in doing what you did,
    you lost me too.

    And I’m not saying I was a prize,
    but I really was a catch for you—
    I put up with too much,
    and spoke up too little.
    But I don’t do that anymore.
    I don’t shrink so someone else can feel tall.
    I don’t bend so someone else can feel right.
    I don’t stay quiet so someone else can stay comfortable.

    You taught me that.
    Not intentionally—
    but lessons don’t need kindness
    to be true,
    just a student and a teacher—
    that was me and you.

    Journey into the Hexverse

    [The Sacred Timeline]
    From childhood stories about Dragon Ball Z, Power Rangers, and Pokémon to gothic cathedrals, ravens, roses, identity, healing, and experimentation, The Sacred Timeline traces how Rowan Evans’s relationship with the pen evolved across thirty-six years—and how the ink remained while the writer kept changing.

    [The Metaphor Machine]
    A poem that takes apart its own machinery as it runs—breaking lines, breaking thoughts, and following metaphors from moonlight to tides, oceans, shorelines, and city streets.

    [Louder Than the Rain]
    A short confessional poem about the overwhelming noise of anxious thoughts, the strange silence of feeling alone in a crowded room, and finding a way to translate pain into words.

    If you’re interested in more poetry, you can find it here → [The Library of Ashes]