The Damning Of My Poet Soul

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I never felt that way for someone,

And probably never will again.

I had a home.

A place that loved me when I was there,

That forced me to forget my struggles,

And that gave me a silent comfort at night.

A place that missed me when I was gone,

That told me that I could always be safe there,

And that I will always remember.

I had a best friend.

I never thought much of it,

Until I realized they were going before I was,

I would be alone for the first time.

But nothing could prepare me for that moment.

All alone in a cold,

Heartless,

World.

Without her,

I realize,

There was no home.

Without her,

My grasp slipped from the stable bar I once held in life.

I fell hard,

The life I once had.

The closest thing to the love of my life,

I could ever think to meet.

Told myself just to manage.

Now I just laugh at myself.

If someone was here,

I could still do it,

I'm alone,

You think of me so much better than I am.

I'm not such a great person.

I am tired down by ropes,

And held back by my own thinking.

But I guess I could break free,

One day,

When I stop being so free thinking.