Sinking to the top only to end up on the bottom.
Where does time go.
It feels as if nothing means success.
I look at you and feel disgust. What you did, what is done, and has happened.
Did you slip on a peal and fall on her.
We were at the top, but now I'm at the bottom, and you're on top of her.
Time was moving fast, I know, but it means it should have gone to us and not her.
I thought you were my reward.
I believed you were my end.
You ruined what I thought was my success.
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Cheated on by what you thought was your soulmate and last and forever partner. The time you spent on climbing to the top and reaching success has crumbled down into a mess.
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My Night-time Poetry
PoetryI sometimes write poems at night when I'm feeling too inspired to sleep, so this is my poem dump for when I can't sleep at 04:07 AM on a saturday. Please enjoy, and keep in mind this is just a side night hobby of mine, not perfect or professional in...
