Why didn't I notice before?
I needed an answer to that and so much more.
As furious as I was,I caved in and played your game.
I can't help but be mad at myself and take the blame.
I'm blind to the bad in people,
And I'm not sure why.
Maybe I'm hoping people see my good;
Before I'm once again left high and dry.
I was too oblivious, and it hurt me in the end.
Constantly having my weak heart on the mend
There's more in me that meets the eye.
I promise I'm not the type to constantly cry.
This year I promised I was matching energy,
But when I tried, it had me feeling too dirty.
You call this weak, and maybe it is:
Ignoring the evident bad to live in sweet bliss.
I'm done, and I'm over trying.
I rather play stupid and take up lying.
At least there won't be anymore stress in this,
No more caring, and no more of soul will be missed.
To be in your space a few years ago;
Would've surely boiled my blood.
But today I can assure you,
I will forever be blind to your good.
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REMEDIES 2: FURY
PoetryIn this sequel to remedies, after the personal endeavors encountered by the main character, we tag along for his next obstacle. This 10 foot wall that he has to hop over, just so happens to be another battle within himself. The twist however, is th...
