I barely think of you anymore
Only in dreams that bring back the sting of your words
My mind betrays me when I'm at my weakest
It's why I don't sleep anymore because I hate waking up remembering your eyes, even your hair
How we looked the same
Sometimes, as I go through pictures, I see how my face has replayed the way you smiled
It makes me believe I am you
That I am turning into the one thing I've always feared
I don't want people to meet you, so why would I want them to see you through my face?
It scares me how I can look into the mirror to see the person who broke me
You left and yet it feels like a piece of you is a part of me
Every time I open the fridge, I hear your words saying how I couldn't be hungry, but in all honesty, I hadn't eaten all day
You never made food, so I stayed this way
Who needs food when they can listen to the words of every person they know playing in their head?
I've been told I overthink, that I need to learn to trust
People already stare at me sideways, knowing you weren't here
They think I'm stupid
That I won't make it very far but if anything, I believe I know more than all their kids
I had no choice, but to do everything myself
I had known the real world when they had only heard of it and even though I started off, saying I don't think of you anymore, I know it's a lie
For what daughter could forget the one person who is supposed to stay, mainly when they chose to leave
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Poems I write In the Dark
PoetryPoetry I write in the darkest of times. If you went through a breakup and it tore you apart or you feel like you're always alone, you might be able to relate to this poetry. I'm an overthinker and so I end up making things a little more painful than...
