Smoke Colored Bench

empty skyscrapers

I learned that you like to break the rules

Twist them into something new

Twist them until it suits you

Sticking to all your curves

All your sharp angles

But that's not the only thing

You decided to change without permission

You changed my internal wiring

So my mouth no longer worked

Only my ears could

I could only listen to your every word

My voice constantly stuck in my throat

Begging to be let out

Begging to be heard

But I swallowed it down

Knowing you wouldn't listen

You never listened

You brushed away my words

As if they were dirt on your shoes

Even when I said

I wanted to kill myself

That I was depressed

You never listened

So I had to listen to myself

I had to build myself from the ground up

A breathtaking skyscraper

That was

Is

empty on the inside

But I have slowly added some furniture

Making it look comfortable

Hiding the empty skeleton beneath all the layers of paint

I have taught myself how to love again

And now looking down beside me

I see a crumbling building

With shattered windows

And boarded up walls

And only then did I realize by not relying on you

I have made myself a better version

You could never have helped me become

Only then did I realize that the building beside me was you

And how you're now the dirt on my shoes

That Im ready to brush off

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▼ M E A N I N G ▼

Hello loves! This poem is about a girl or guy who is friends with someone who only teared her/him down. Who wasn't there for him/her and she/he decided she/he needed to break away. He/She patched herself up without anyones help. She/he learned that he/she never needed her so called "friend". 

Song: Gangsta by Kehlani (Has nothing to do with the poem its just an AMAZING song )

➳ Leah Skye