I once again found myself
Backed up to a wall,
Craving comfort.
Sinking into a pool of despair
Unable to tell what was up or down.
I was broken.
I was vulnerable.
Looking back
I know you saw that,
The gloomy cloud that hovered over me.
You used sweet words and smiles.
You lured me in
Knowing exactly what to say,
Knowing exactly what I needed to hear,
So you could get your way.
Of course once you had what you wanted
What use was I?
Until you needed something to play with again,
And again
And again...
Once that settled in.
I realized what I had lost to you.
I realized what you really wanted.
I never thought I could sink lower into that dark pool of despair.
I never thought I could feel so shattered.
The mere mention of your name
Strained me.
I would feel self conscious.
Even months after when you reached out again
I wanted to shrivel up into myself.
I hated it.
You dropped me again once I didn't give you
What you wanted.
Two years later now.
You see a picture of me
Smiling and feeling comfortable in my own skin,
You reach out again.
The feelings from before no longer creeping up on me.
You have no more power on me.
You are just a vague memory
Of a lesson that was learned.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
PoetryI've been writing since middle school as a way to convey how I felt. I've kept these in an old composition book that I still keep by me about 10 years later. I suppose it's time to share and hope maybe it will help someone out there.
