We were just kids, but I knew right away
Like divine intervention, one fateful day
I hugged you and you didn’t know what to say
How strangely delightful to greet strangers that way
We stumbled and tripped and shied away from the magnitude
In all our teen glory, we were spirit and attitude
And confusion, and heartbreak with sprinkles of gratitude
For I was your compass and you were my latitude
We weren’t always good at connection you see
When I wanted you, you didn’t want me
And when you wanted me, I was with ‘he’
Until one day we got it and we became ‘we’
For a decade we tried, and we tried and we tried
To maintain connection with that fire inside
But I see it more clearly now from the outside
That maybe, just maybe it was all but a lie
Maybe it’s ‘cause you were hurt as a boy
That lead you to treat me like some kind of toy
Or maybe it was all just some kind of ploy
An epic revenge, a wholistic destroy
Attack!! Her upbringing, the spoilt brat!
Attack!! Her confidence, she’s too good at that!
Attack!! Her loved ones, so she’ll keep coming back!
Attack!! Her morality, she won’t know where she’s at!
And for years, I was captured in your twisted spell
In love with Lord Lucifer, living in hell
Burning for you because I knew you so well
But while I searched for our love, you dwelled in your shell
The ‘art of pleasing’ I had all but perfected
To feel safe and loved and less disrespected
But that isn’t right and it’s no longer accepted
For that isn’t love… it’s just disconnected!
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B.Me
An authentic and intimate offering of lived experience and creativity. My only goal is to claim space as I am and practice this modality that provides me with the unique opportunity to reflect and express myself. Feedback is welcomed! B x
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Too many are those who think by belittling others they make themselves look better. Instead we should celebrate each others victories and support each other. When we uplift another we raise ourselves. This poem speaks truth. Nice job.