*You wouldn't just leave,
that was never gonna be enough for you.
You wanted to drag my soul through the pits of misery,
have it's beauty carved on glass...
...because you knew just how easily it could break.
You wanted to take every part of me there was to take,
just so you could rip me to shreds...
...leaving me in pieces
that could never mend.
Little did you know that I was already detached from my being...
...the moment you thought you were becoming one with it.
That I was so estranged from the person you knew...
...because I was already becoming someone you would never get to know.
You took all there was to take,
not because you had that power over me,
but rather
because I gave up what was no longer necessary for my existence.*
Feb 16, 2018
Feb 16, 2018 at 4:46 PM UTC
*You wouldn't just leave,
that was never gonna be enough for you.
You wanted to drag my soul through the pits of misery,
have it's beauty carved on glass...
...because you knew just how easily it could break.
You wanted to take every part of me there was to take,
just so you could rip me to shreds...
...leaving me in pieces
that could never mend.
Little did you know that I was already detached from my being...
...the moment you thought you were becoming one with it.
That I was so estranged from the person you knew...
...because I was already becoming someone you would never get to know.
You took all there was to take,
not because you had that power over me,
but rather
because I gave up what was no longer necessary for my existence.*
The beauty of pain is often found in acknowledging its lesson(s).
