Beauty From Ashes
She changed me. I told myself I wouldn't let her,
oops.
Never again, will we have those moments.
Our movies, shopping dates..
or toxic arguments.
Will I miss you? No.
Can you see me? No; you never wanted to before unless it was
convinient for you.
You took my voice when I needed it the most;
now look who's talking.
So thank you, for doing absolutely everything
wrong.
Thank you for hurting me in ways I will
never let anyone else.
THANK YOU
for showing me my true beauty lies within.
Not that you'd ever see it.
This poem is about:
Me