through the fog of youth, i wandered, with love's lenses blurred,
seeing mistreatment as romantic, my vision obscured.
gaslighting and narcissism, love bombing's deceit,
i mistook poison for nectar, bitter truths for sweet.
i justified their actions, made excuses for their lies,
believing in a fairy tale spun from toxic ties.
slowly, i learned to see, to clear the haze away,
to stop excusing bad decisions and the games they play.
maturing, gaining wisdom, with every tear and scar,
i began to hold them accountable, for every wound, each mar.
their hurt became their burden, no longer mine to bear,
i learned to see the darkness, where once i found despair.
through the fog, i kept on walking, seeking light ahead,
what i thought a bright horizon, was just a spark instead.
a speck of shine at tunnel's end, a glimmer far and small,
but even tiny lights can guide, and help us through it all.
growing up, i found my strength, my sight restored and clear,
no longer lost in fantasies, nor bound by silent fear.
in the speck of light, i found my truth, and there i chose to stay,
embracing wisdom's subtle glow, guiding me on my way.
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