Thank You

They say people can only do to you what you want them to do…

So I guess that means how you treated me was my fault…

Well...I am sorry, for opening my heart, telling my secrets, showing you my skeletons, in my dark and dreary closet

Reaching out hands to a sky no longer there…

Black holes are where the stars should be…

I think I understand why they say, a beginning has an end…

But I never wanted it to end….

I wanted to hold on to that last strand of invisible rope,  grasping at straws.

Just for the sake of being ur friend

Desperate, yup...I was fucking desperate…

I feared to be alone...I was afraid that you would run off with my secrets like a thief in the night...

Never to be seen again… and I would search your eyes, for any sign of affection...there was none…

Just pools of a soulless black that I drowned in

Left breathless, I couldn’t breathe...couldn’t move and I was left in the hands of my enemies again..

Thank you….thank you

Because of you thickened my walls, reinforced my soul.

While you jump from burning buildings trying to Thicken whatever skin you have left

And I left or I am left with nothing...Thanks to you

I fear opening myself up to anyone

No matter who they are...wolves in sheep's clothing exist for a reason

But I never learn, maybe that makes me childish because I would forgive the devil if I was able

My chances are like pennies on a sidewalk

You find them any and everywhere.

This poem is about: 
Me

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