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I feel ******* invisible Being in your past But I can't even scream out how I feel because I'm not even supposed to miss you To everyone around me, You are public enemy number one The villain who left scars Who used me as emotional target practice You ripped me up into pieces To use me as fuel for your fire For your ego Why the hell would I miss you? Underneath the floorboards of the ruins of the house that we built Are the metaphorical polaroids of my secret The fact that I almost lost my life just to escape Because playing house with you is fatal Making eggs and bacon for my own personal dementor Because playing house with you is playing Russian Roulette alone as you are too busy being the gun And as I was hanging by the last apron string You grew weary of the decor But didn't bother to give your 30 days notice This house is nothing but broken glass and ashes now But I visit when no one is looking Finding a broken reflection Now you've built a house with someone new And this house doesn't even exist to you.
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Sep 23, 2015
Sep 23, 2015 at 4:31 AM UTC
Invisible House
I feel ******* invisible Being in your past But I can't even scream out how I feel because I'm not even supposed to miss you To everyone around me, You are public enemy number one The villain who left scars Who used me as emotional target practice You ripped me up into pieces To use me as fuel for your fire For your ego Why the hell would I miss you? Underneath the floorboards of the ruins of the house that we built Are the metaphorical polaroids of my secret The fact that I almost lost my life just to escape Because playing house with you is fatal Making eggs and bacon for my own personal dementor Because playing house with you is playing Russian Roulette alone as you are too busy being the gun And as I was hanging by the last apron string You grew weary of the decor But didn't bother to give your 30 days notice This house is nothing but broken glass and ashes now But I visit when no one is looking Finding a broken reflection Now you've built a house with someone new And this house doesn't even exist to you.
This poem is inspired by watching an abusive ex be in a new relationship with someone else who he doesn't abuse. It's about being left behind as the broken one.
#love#ex#abuse#past#recovery
josian-de-aqua
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josian-de-aqua
Sep 23, 2015
Sep 23, 2015 at 4:31 AM UTC
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