I don't know
What is left of me
Or even
If there is
Anything at all
Ground down to nothing
I am not here
Not anymore
You see
Looking back
I can see
All the signs were there
Over these last four years
Memories can't be trusted
Were they all lies?
Your sociopathic inferno of illusion
Little by little I played into
Your game of chess
Thinking I was an opponent
In good spirits
But only was the pawn
From the very beginning
Spiraled into your manipulative ways
You were the puppet master
Now I see
And now the damage is done
Over
But not
Really ever
And yet
You still find a way
To pour salt in the wound
And you are not
Even here
Just sharp words
That cut me down to size
Smaller
And smaller
Until I cower once again
My mistake was bowing down
My mistake was valuing
Y O U
Over M E
Now I'm left
Deeper in the pit
Damaged beyond return
I am broken
Left less of a being
That I was before
Jan 26, 2016
Jan 26, 2016 at 3:29 AM UTC
I don't know
What is left of me
Or even
If there is
Anything at all
Ground down to nothing
I am not here
Not anymore
You see
Looking back
I can see
All the signs were there
Over these last four years
Memories can't be trusted
Were they all lies?
Your sociopathic inferno of illusion
Little by little I played into
Your game of chess
Thinking I was an opponent
In good spirits
But only was the pawn
From the very beginning
Spiraled into your manipulative ways
You were the puppet master
Now I see
And now the damage is done
Over
But not
Really ever
And yet
You still find a way
To pour salt in the wound
And you are not
Even here
Just sharp words
That cut me down to size
Smaller
And smaller
Until I cower once again
My mistake was bowing down
My mistake was valuing
Y O U
Over M E
Now I'm left
Deeper in the pit
Damaged beyond return
I am broken
Left less of a being
That I was before
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