There you go again.
Shutting me out, getting pissed off for no reason
Who are you?
I do not like this version of yourself you've become.
You've changed so dramatically that this version of you doesn't even remember the promises the other version of you has made.
I love you.
But this,
Isn't you.
I love you, but not this version of you that you're currently giving me.
Who are you?
Where did you go?
I miss you.
It has been days since I've felt your lips on mine.
But I don't want to know what this version of you tastes like.
I want my baby back.
I don't want this tortured, harsh version of yourself you present to me now.
Where did you go?
It's been forever since I've seen you.
Like, really seen you.
I've tried to avoid confronting the truth,
But you've been pushing me away for some time now.
You've completely shut me out,
Shut down all hope I had.
I hope you're happy.
That sounds harsh, but truly,
I just hope who you've become can make you happy.
All I want is for you to finally be happy.
With or without me.
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realities of a broken soul | poetry
PoetryA collection of my private, most cherished poems. authors note: certain poems talk in relation to self harm or depression, including mentions of suicide. such poems are marked with an "(x)" in the chapter title.
