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What opportunity you were to me You were a lesson I thought was luck Allowed to dip myself into your sweet honey Not realizing that I would be even more stuck. The pain I’ve gained by playing your games Had me come out knowing better, real from fake. I had been too willing to please you Wanting you to say “I need you” Because otherwise how was I to prove I’m worthy Before I realized you’re not meant to be my trophy. I felt lucky to have you, Because it felt good to have something Until I realized the hurt isn't worth Losing all of me over simply nothing. I believed the red flags were tests To prove myself more capable than the rest Learned love should not be a battle With my suffering a requisite
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Nov 28, 2023
Nov 28, 2023 at 12:42 PM UTC
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What opportunity you were to me You were a lesson I thought was luck Allowed to dip myself into your sweet honey Not realizing that I would be even more stuck. The pain I’ve gained by playing your games Had me come out knowing better, real from fake. I had been too willing to please you Wanting you to say “I need you” Because otherwise how was I to prove I’m worthy Before I realized you’re not meant to be my trophy. I felt lucky to have you, Because it felt good to have something Until I realized the hurt isn't worth Losing all of me over simply nothing. I believed the red flags were tests To prove myself more capable than the rest Learned love should not be a battle With my suffering a requisite
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Nov 28, 2023
Nov 28, 2023 at 12:42 PM UTC
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