A blast from the past has invaded my head space

I’m writing this piece in the hope that

this nagging entity in the back of my mind

will hit the release button

a scratch at the back of my mind

and I want it to stop itching

Your my ex

the one that chipped away at my self-esteem

the one that when you were around

I was only happy in a dream

the one that I tiptoed around

like a meek little mouse

He was mean, cruel

and I adored him

like only a blinkered teen girl can

I know it wasn’t love

but an all consuming obsession

I

shot the messengers

the one’s that tried to tell me straight

I didn’t want to hear it then

But now, I’m tracing back in time

the old me to find

the girl I was before I met him

that confident girl who thought the world was her oyster

the girl for six years I locked away

I let her shadow out, until now

I’m going to open that padlock (scary) slowly

I’m going to work on myself

hopefully return to the old me

but an older, wiser and better her

I’m then going to lock him away

in the treasure chest of my past

he’s helped make me what I am

and for a lot of that (not all) I am grateful

because he has given me the gift of empathy

I’m going to look out for a girl like me

and If i can

help

Thanks for reading

this write has been a bit of a journey

and I feel so much lighter

I hope to make my debut soon