Pen to Paper
Pen to Paper
My words are lost
Like endless black oceans.
I have no words for you,
I'm tired of these useless notions.
I held you on a pedestal
And watched it crumble.
As the evil seeped through
Like blood through tissue paper.
And you still have no clue.
Your words like knives
As I try to forget.
The idolization
More like flawed memorization..
You were who I wanted you to be.
But not what you needed to be.
You weren't what I needed you to be.
And I wasn't
Who I wanted to be.
This poem is about:
Me
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