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Feb 2020
You and I were close at a time.
Now I don't see a need for you in my life.
the idea that You were part of me made me believe
I was incapable of moving forward was nothing but A lie.

embodied in a wear of my faults,
I wanted to haunt me.
maybe I wasn't good enough.
I felt like a fool.
but You were all I knew.
All I could turn to and believe.
me...
Being Nothing.

scarred and torn, I moved on.
You existed
And Now just I.
1257 will always be engraved as your Grave.
Because I can move on as one.

Never again alone.
I will always fall into a dark part in my life and I will always come out. I needed you as a comfort but now i have something better. I'll feel parts of you now and then but I'll make it with them. 1257 my survivors.
Rezium
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Rezium  17/M
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