Projections

How I spent nights cursing

the fate that brought us together

wondering by which sin

did I deserve a love so bitter!

The wounds you inflicted on me

had a familiar sting

a kind of poison I have tasted before

I told myself, I’ve stayed for too long

became addicted to the high

used the words to justify

my self inflicted wounds

used the disrespect as an excuse

to living in ruins

and never building myself up

when I gathered my courage

and finally turned to face you

I couldn’t fathom

instead of a monster

I found a mirror!

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