|Going back to my life
Author: Dreamer Thinker PM
A poetry about moving on and surviving a break off caused by someone else. STRONG, POWERFUL ANGST.Rated: Fiction T - English - Angst - Words: 606 - Published: 08-01-10 - Status: Complete - id: 2834060
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Looking back at the past
That did not last.
Was it me or you?
Now I am looking for something new.
Back to being alive,
Back to where I belong,
I am going back to my soul,
Back to my goal,
Back to sing again my song.
I hate living in fantasy,
I am tired of being all alone.
I am going back to my friends,
My tears and pain ends,
I am sick of living on my own.
I am fed up of all the noise,
Of people teasing me all the while.
I am going to look in their eyes,
Put an end to their lies.
I am going to come back with my smile.
But it's clear that you don't even care.
It wasn't just my mistake.
But I hate to take all the blame.
All the hate words, all the shame.
I had to cry all night and stay awake.
It's time to take a stand.
Your number is being erased.
All the texts have already gone.
Your picture is no more in my phone.
You will no longer be chased.
Let me tell you something today.
You are nothing more than a jerk.
You are just a basket full of lies.
Now hear me say goodbye.
To your evil eyes and cruel smirk.
This time I will be strong.
I hate it when you make me fragile.
I am not even going to look at you.
I am looking for someone new.
It's been quite a long while.
I see we crumbled into dust.
It wasn't you or I,
It was someone else's lie.
I hate it when you fall prey to their game,
I hate it when they make you hate me.
But you trust them and their lies.
You won't even open your eyes.
You will never wake up to reality.
It wasn't you or me.
We just walked into their trap.
I can see it clearly today.
We lost our way.
They took away our map.
I have figured out what I lack.
It's me, it's not you.
I am looking for something new.
They have taken their revenge.
They have defeated me.
But I am tired of crying in helplessness,
It's high time that I end this mess.
It's high time that I break free.
It's time I cut the rope.
It's time that I let you go.
I am feeling horrible right now,
But I will feel better somehow,
I won't fall for anything you do.
That did not last.
I see I am holding on too long.
Go. I will be strong.
Something genuine, something true,
Something that is fun to do.
I am going to find myself again,
The one without all the pain,
The one who doesn't cry in the rain.
It's time for me to move on.
Looking back at the past,
I am glad I came to my senses at last.