I did love you in the beginning
Until I discovered the real you
I was a happy kid
Until you took that happiness away for a time
I was blissfully unaware till I became tragically aware
I was a confident kid with a hint of a rebellious streak
Which would have nurtured and grown
Had I been left alone
I think about that little girl
Far often than not
And wonder where she would have been now
If I could see her, talk to her even
I would warn her
To fight for her dream
To never leave unspoken truths
But you poked and prodded
Till there was nothing left to poke or prod
You ruined me, you destroyed that spark in me,
till there was nothing left but smoke and smoulder
And I accepted that because wanting to fight was a bother
It's different now, this fire is inside of me
Continuously burning, igniting my path, making my mark
For me, for my life
I will never go back
I came from the devil but where did the devil come from?
I will forever mourn that little girl
Who she could have been
Who she should have been
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A Necessary Journey
PoetryThese poems detail the inner workings of a mind, a mind that has fluctuated between different decisions, thoughts and a sense of self. Constantly swaying back and forth between what is worth the fight and what is not. We learn what our limits are an...
