this is a poem I wrote about a few days ago. things just haven't really been...all that great. so this is where these poems come from.
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-Ash
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Have you ever had that feeling,
When you're around certain people
And you feel better:
Less lonely, and more happy?
Now think of those people, right now...
Am I one of them?
Have I or will I ever be?
I used to think of you that way,
Guess I was too naïve to realize,
But at the same time... it always was you...
You were the one: that hurt me most,
Would make me cry, tear me apart and just
Completely destroy me,
And somehow for some reason,
I can't - I couldn't leave...
It's almost as if I like all the pain,
But now I feel no more,
Nothing, nothing at all
Just- everything's gone, there's nothing left.
I've been devoured by a monster
You, you are that monster, but
I do not fear,
That I also care about;
I, I've been nothing but a toy.
Nothing but something, an object to just
Amuse you, to serve you, to please you
Everything, for you, but
Never being good enough,
Cared too much now I care so little,
Everything I've done has always been for you, but none of it matters,
Never really know what does to you (anymore)
... (Do I?)
There are too many thoughts,
Unanswered questions,
"What if's" and what could, would and may have been,
But none of it matters, I guess
I'll always be a friend, a best friend,
Always there,
Always caring,
Always going to listen and understand,
But, that's just it,
It's all I'll ever be, we'll ever be,
Just - best friends,
Won't we?