Gone are the days
when I called you my everything.
For I have finally seen how easy it was for you
to make me feel like I was nothing.
Gone are the nights
when I lay on my bed crying.
For I now know how precious my tears are
and they're not meant for someone who left me nearly dying.
Gone are each moments
when I lied to my friends so they won't look at you with hate.
For I realized that making you the person you're not
is something I really can't.
Gone are all the times
when I considered you my source of strength.
For I have learned to fight and not be weak
after you put me in a state of total ruin.
Gone are all the love I once had for you
when I let my heart and mind be free from you.
I have given you my love for so long though, of it, you've proven yourself not worthy,
this time, like how I loved you, I'll love me.
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Mediocrity
PoetryA collection of poetry and prose that border on mediocrity. Do not expect anything great here.
