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Sep 2019 · 323
Y O U
Micah Sep 2019
Why must the
S I M P L E S T
Things remind me of
Y O U

Why must the tiniest
S E X U A L
Reference send me
B A C K

Why can’t I be
S T R O N G
Not like how I am
N O W

W E A K

You were just a text
B U B B L E
And now you are ever present in my
R E A L I T Y

O N L I N E
R E L A T I O N S H I P
=
T R A U M A
I S  N O T
P O S S I B L E

Breaking me down with
M A N I P U L A T I O N
With your crafty
R O L E P L A Y S

They make me want to
E N D
Everything about
M Y S E L F

I am disgusted with what you
T U R N E D
Me into, but I’m getting
B E T T E R

S I L E N T
B U T
I M P R O V I N G

And one day,
Y O U
Will see the better version of
M E

The
M E
You could never
R E A C H

The
M E
You could never truly
T O U C H

I  A M
W O R K I N G
T O  G E T
P A S T
Y O U

I  A M
W O R K I N G
T O  F I N D
C O N T E N T M E N T

I  A M
W O R K I N G
T O  B E C O M E
H I G H E R
T H A N

Y O U
E V E R
C O U L D
C L I M B
Sep 2019 · 270
Doing What Is Needed
Micah Sep 2019
You let go of my hand; you did it. You finally severed the connection between us. But, I realized how lost I was without you, so I turned back around. Tears gathered in my eyes and began dancing down my cheeks, but you were already a ways away. I longed to scream “don’t leave me”, but I knew it would amount to nothing. So, I watched you leave, set off on a new path in life, a less destructive one at that. A journey that would better suit your health, and mine, as well, but my heart would wreck havoc on my physical body. I was now a lonely soul with no friends to call my own, but it was no matter. I was destined to be this way, for my spiritual being was too deeply sad to truly connect with others in this god forsaken world. As you disappeared up the city steps, you did not dare look back even once. My heart shattered completely at the thought of never seeing you again. I love you unconditionally, truly, sorrowfully, yet... you would never come back to receive that love again. Never again would you cook for me, nor would you again allow me to sneak my way into your bed. Everything felt as if it were swelling up inside my head and throat; a mashing pain thundered through my skin and flesh. And then it came; a whimper-like sob arose from the very depths of my heart to beckon you back to me. Though, it was no use... you were gone now, and I was completely alone.

— The End —