Why can't I forget your toxic ass.
You were brutal, and had no class.
I should move on, but I just can't.
The thought of you is just an implant.
You meant a lot to me for so long.
It hurts, but I need to be strong.
I gave you everything, and opened up to you.
And yet you lied to me, and used me, and I had no clue.
You slept around, and told me about it.
You knew it would upset me, and knew just how hard it would hit.
You were literally a minor, but didn't care what could go wrong.
You teased me, tortured me, and made everything prolong.
I should have forgotten you by now.
But your toxicity still haunts me, but I just wish I knew how.
How to forget you, and move on.
But you left me broken, for no reason, and caused my dignity to be gone.
I actually care about you, because I'm a good person.
Those around you tell me what you've been doing, and your actions just worsen.
You screwed me over, you screwed over your best friend.
I wonder who else you've screwed over from your toxicity trend.
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Stale Words
Poetry𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜 is an ongoing book and collection of poems and sonnets made by me, inspired by my thoughts, dreams, and personal experiences. As someone who lives with depression and anxiety, a lot of my thoughts are bound to not be very pleas...
