I thought that what we had was out of this world,
I definitely believed you were out of this world too,
I think even though it was hurting me to stick by you i wanted nothing less but to be with you,
I said you showed me new dimensions of life with your love,
All along you manipulated the projections I saw before me,
I'm not even mad,
I just don't understand why your love was ever built like that ?
You're fake and you're a liar,
I can't let you around my energy because you rain death everywhere you go,
I need to realign myself because you ruined all the positivity I created,
So don't manifest me and don't beg God to bring me back,
I let you see every part of me meanwhile you satisfied me with part time content,
You're fading now into the lesson I needed
to learn,
It was never going to work because you're nothing but a masked man,
A manipulating, heartless man who has lost the ability to love,
Who will be stuck for eternity in the pity party he throws for himself in hopes that someone will do the healing for him,
You're an asshole.
YOU ARE READING
17th Street.
PoetryThese are short poems I wrote throughout my 17th street of life and it was the only way I deemed fit for me to heal and ascend out of all the love and heartbreak and loss I've had to deal with. I wrote them in hopes that one day I'd get to look back...
