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Allen Ridge Aug 2015
To be fair, I should have seen it coming.

But that doesn’t make it any better.

You told me you cared about me.

And for what? Some petty revenge plot?

What did I ever do to you?

All I did was care.

You can’t blame me for making that mistake.

But I guess what they say is true.

History repeats itself.

And I guess it gets worse every time.

I guess it starts to hurt more and more.

And what gives you the right to hurt me?

I never tried to hurt you.

I never even dreamed of it.

How could someone do something so cruel?

So heartless?

To somebody who once cared about them?

But I guess that’s all you are. Cruel, heartless.

And I just keep telling myself that.

This only goes to show no matter how substandard I am,

You must be even worse.

I could never do this to someone,

But you obviously could.

And I think you need to ask yourself,

“Was it worth it?”

Someday, I’ll have forgotten all about you.

And I’ll have moved on.

I’ll have a family, a nice job in a quaint little town.

And I’ll never look back.

But you will.

Someday, your emptiness will catch up with you.

And you’ll look back,

Unable to move on.

You’ll wonder where I am, what I’m doing.

And when that day comes, you will ask yourself,

“Was it worth it?”
Mike L May 2015
Times goes by
the high fades
and so do you
cravings rip you to shreds
take another hit
another drag
swallow
Pupils dialate
the rooms starts spinning
Walking up the walls
dizziness comes rushing in
the spell of euphoria consumes you
drowning in complete ecstasy
the brain knows exactly what the body wants
Hours pass and numbness creeps in like an omen
You want more to shed the stress
another ****
another pack
another pop
The mind becomes foggy
You start to dissolve into your surroundings
sinking into the green grass
into the wet soil
soaking through the Earth's flaming core
you  disintegrate
you are left as nothing but a pile of smoldering ashes

— The End —