Not Like You
And I Never Will Be
You made yourself the hero and the villain.
You tried saving me from my fate, but causing harm in the process.
That harm has only grown along with me,
the scars still haunting me through every mirror.
Your memory still haunting me every time I close my eyes,
I still hear your voice with your empty promises.
Did those words ever mean anything to you?
Did I?
I thought I would learn by now that patterns exist and nothing can shift the shapes,
but I always want to look past the shadows and find the truth.
It hurt me in the end of this chapter, and you're no longer in my story.
Just never got to tell you that I am letting you go,
slowly,
painlessly,
in a way you couldn't do for me.
That's how I know you didn't change me,
my soul is still mine,
and I am nothing like you.
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Comments (1)
Wonderfully, deep. If, only everyone could learn how to let go of those who have hurt them.