A Poem
I see what they meant
See what they felt
The pain I dealt
You treat me no different
Than I treated them
.
But I guess it serves me right
Guess I deserved it
For you to take flight
Right when I was ready to bite
Sink my teeth into you
.
I guess I deserved it
To be deserted
My confessions remaining drafts
A prisoner of unrequited feeling
In search of a healing
For the ache in my heart, my soul
My mind
I have no peace of mind
.
A taste of my own medicine
So bitter, so nasty
Flying so high
Being dropped so low
So that’s how it feels
The distance, the disinterest, to be the last on someone’s mind
.
Now I see
What they felt
You treat me no different
To be deserted
I guess I deserved it
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