I said a lot of untruths just to be with you
I assaulted myself with thoughts related to you
I deny myself these good feelings I can't have with you there
Wish I could have see the signs more clearly then
All my firsts were always bad and yet you were a first
My experiences were never good enough
My accomplishments could never meet up
Your mistakes weren't questioned
Your attitude was the sweetest cruelty
Yet I still stayed by your side, gave you all the time I could spare
But then my lies were too much to bear
I slowly felt myself disappear from your vision
Building the wall between us was your mission
I was of no use anymore and my cuts reopened
The signs were clear but my blood had to be shed
Perfection is a prism with no way out
A labyrinth of my own making, the worst horse I had to mount
I exposed my lies and dropped the knife
I changed the lens to my misguided life
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Points in Time
PoetrySnapshots of life's journey A collection of moments that define us. Points in Time is my poetic exploration of love, loss, hope, growth, resilience and self-discovery
