Slowly I'm not myself though I'm healing , though I'm thriving
I'm still fighting my own wits and pale.
Knowing him was easy , understanding him now became so hard.
Am I really in love Or was it the feeling of just.
He fills my angony, yet somewhere he's there
The love I saw before was it still there?.
Here I'm confused yet my heart dropping a beat here
Slowly im losing myself from the world I fear.
False hope, fallen trope, my point of view is all like a rat stew.
Romance with soft music , no mine just a flop scene,yet I'm brewing my tea sipping with my pain loops.
Undying love, desired one he gave me flowers yet it died , yes it crumble like it wouldn't have last; yet it stayed with me like an invisible support.
Negative press yes it's the bar he set, didn't knew the gaslight was for me to pass
He kept demeaning my flaws, now I'm questioning my raws
The guilt tripping got me on hold
Was I the mess or was it to put me on a test?
Either with those flips I still have my best.
He didn't appreciate my love,
He just like the feeling of being loved;
Now I know that the universe wants me not to settle for less.
It takes times a given months and a year in blue
Staring at those roads the potholes was him I swear
I'm realizing the reality was clear
It pain me , it rained on me;
But now I'm sowing and sprouting so free.
My chest feels lighter now I'm slowly healing, I'm slowly learning the it's of love is never to settle for less.
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everyday poems
Poetryspeaking minds, singing signs while writing what lies within my heart and my minds
