To Become a Stranger
When I found you, I lost myself
When I first met love, I invited ignorance
When my heart hurt because of you, I looked to you to ease the pain
When I looked at myself, all I could see was us
And it got to the point, where I couldn't look at my reflection in the mirror without seeing someone you used to love
And it got to the point, where I knew I couldn't continue to be that person
When I found myself, I lost you
When I first met self-love, I invited change
When my heart hurts, I turn to myself
When I look at myself, I see what I am now because of you.
And it's gotten to the point, where I can look at my reflection the mirror without seeing someone you used to love.
Because in reality,
You never did.
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Blind Poets
PoetryPoetry for those who find both comfort and discomfort in the dark. - Em Instagram: @em.g_4 WARNING This book includes references to sensitive topics such as suicide, depression, struggles with mental health and so on.
