To Pursue, Without You.

Every morning,

I wake up with a lighter heart.

I no longer bare any resentment.

Because here I lay,

Reminiscing each day

Remembering how I fell to you.

How dumb was I?

Couldn't see past your shadow of misery

and they say misery loves company.

It's true.

All the lies.

Just couldn't take it anymore.

Finding that it was all lust and desire.

But now...

I just sit back and smile

coming to my sought realization

that you were just the needle in the hay pile

Poking at me time and time again.

But your time of overshadowing me has come to an end.

It is a new year.

A new beginning to pursue...

without you.

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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