The pain we hold within slowly erodes our former selves,
Unconsciously transforming us into the person we never wished to become.
I have felt it, known it, since the day someone cast me aside,
With trust and hope vanishing, an endless cycle begins.
I find myself uttering, "Close your doors to them, for they will inevitably depart from your life."
Especially when that someone leaves without explanation or even a brief farewell,
Leaving me tormented by the memories, both good and bad, we once shared.
I suffer with every recollection of their absence,
Enduring nightmares even while awake,
As my dreams, trust, love, and promises lay shattered and forgotten,
By the very person who vowed to stand and fight by my side until the bitter end.
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Dean's Introspection and Poetry
PoesíaI'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.
