Poems

Empty

the pain is deep
I feel it through my heart all the way to my feet
it rips me apart everyday, every second the clock ticks by
whose at fault?
well I only have myself to blame
for I chose to listen to the heart
for I chose to run without shoes
I am the victim and the aggressor
now, I must live through my pain
must swallow it like tequila down my throat
tired of feeling sorry for myself
I fell for the wrong man
for the one who says all the right things
for the one who acts a certain way
I knew better than to believe all the lies
yet, I chose to be blind
now, the gloves are off
the game has ended and there is nothing left of me

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