You are rid of me and my apathy–
Rid of the pollution that I put inside your heart.
I can no longer hide beneath the protective canopy
That exists deep within my guarded mind.
I am rid of your verbal paint
That you used to cloud my thoughts and words;
Your pieces showcased you as a saint
But you were nothing more than a vexation.
You say I am loud and crude
That I am arrogant, boastful, and cheap;
But I was always solely misconstrued
And never a priority to you.
I am healing the best I can;
But the years I spent under your abuse
Leaves me feeling less than.
I can't leave your shadow.
YOU ARE READING
𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 | 𝐩𝐨𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐲
PoetryA collection of poems based on heartbreak, love, and healing. (Just know the theme of 'love' is very broad so it won't just be romantic love.) There is no order in the poems, they are standalone under the same theme. There is no updating schedule...
