my ghost still lingers before me,
the old me,
reminding me of the version of me i lost,
everything that had made me,
me
now,
i'm an empty shell watching you walk away,
enjoying your life,
laughing,
living,
and not once looking back at me.
you were never the one to look back,
and i was never the one to move on
YOU ARE READING
loss for words
Poetryevery day I'm left at a loss for words. ✘CW: mentions of suicide and self-harm © 2017-2023 alexxiajay, all rights reserved *i wrote this collection in 2017, i have only updated it recently. (fixed some grammatical errors, and changed a few things, b...
