This is what happens when you interfere with fate. Maybe you weren't supposed to save me. Maybe I was supposed to die. But you had to step in. You wanted to be my hero and to rescue me and to keep me alive. Why? Now you've kept a corpse alive for eight years all so you could call yourself the hero. You just wanted a trophy to show off, to prove to yourself that you could do something right. But now you're the monster you claimed to be rescuing me from. You made me love you, made me believe in a false future. There is no other future for me, no other person. The only other person I showed interest in, told me to kill myself. You've caused this warp in the time continuum all for your ego. And now that I'm a breathing, rotting zombie, you're telling me to leave, when you were the only reason I held on in the first place.
I had no
emotions
I had no
attachments.
I was ready
to
die.
You decided that wasn't good enough. That I needed to love, needed things to feel attached to, that way when my world ended, I'd truly understand the pain of it all
And now
I do.
I am
broken.
I am numb.
But thanks to these attachments you've created for me, I'm bound here, until I am dust and blown off the earth by a merciful breeze. And you? You'll move on to your next trophy. Your next victim. Your next move. Your next zombie.
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Earth And Soul
שיריםA collection of poems I have written throughout the years. Some of my poetry is inspired by traumatic events that happened to me. Please practice selfcare as you read and do not force yourself to read anything that makes you feel uncomfortable. Than...
