You excel at making me feel like a perpetual failure,
Your words never fail to inflict pain and self-doubt.
You never miss an opportunity to remind me,
That I am nothing but disappointment, your regretful mistake.
How many years have come and gone?
Five, or perhaps seven, the details blur.
But I remember, I've carried this burden for too long,
And now I must speak the truth I've always known.
I've heard your venomous words whispered to friends,
Deep within me, their poison has seeped and grown.
In our next existence, may our paths never intertwine,
May our fates be untangled, freeing us from this toxic bond.
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Dean's Introspection and Poetry
PoetryI'm in my journey to self-discovery and understanding. I wanna do some introspection and allows myself for deep reflection and exploration of emotions and experiences. These poems are the reflection of my thoughts, emotions, life and experiences.
