I was a simpleton to have ever thought
erasing you was a possibility.
I have been depicted by history
as a man who has no pride,
a man capable of forgiving too much,
a man with the ability to forget the unforgettable.
I turned a blind eye to the obvious,
but it doesn't mean I am ignorant.
It merely wrote the story
Of a man who had fallen too deep
Of a reality where love and obsession
had become one.
It had become clear to me
that it wasn't what I deserve,
but I was over driven by emotions
and it led me astray.
Nonetheless, I have become immune to the pain.
Tears have become a source of comfort,
Sorrow a chapter in my past
and my heart a mere vessel of emptiness...
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Ignorant By Default
PoetryEnter the mind of the broken. These are emotions I went through, the pain and sorrow I experienced...