And like a bad habit
I find you hard to break
To rip from me
And set myself free
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The hurt and pain
The lust and ecstasy
Everything I thought I had in you
Was addiction and lack of control
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In him, I chose everyday
What I thought I had in you
When all you were
I had convinced myself I needed
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Once so out of touch
I was blind
Submerged in the lies
I thought I had in you
It turned into a shackle
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You are what came before
A bitter truth
I swallow now
As I move through the eye of the storm
I am left with the aftermath
I bid farewell
To what I thought I had in you
About the Creator
Jazzy
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Head of the Jazzy Writers Association (JWA) in partnership with the Vocal HWA chapter.
If You Love Me, You'll Do It
I met Jason when I was five years old. I could say that I loved him from the moment I saw him. He was so handsome to me and I felt in awe by his presence. When they introduced him as the new kid in school, I wanted to be his friend right away. I remember it like it was yesterday. I remember his smile and how he didn't seem shy. He appeared confident and ready to learn. I waved at him and said "hello," before anyone else could even say a word. He sat next to me, and I asked him if he wanted to be friends. He looked so happy as he said, "Yes!"
By Sidney Smith (Sid Smith)8 days ago in Fiction
Comments (1)
This was so poignant yet so powerful. Hindsight is 20/20. Loved your poem! Sending you lots of love and hugs ❤️