A poem that I wrote about a person I would rather forget.
You tried to pull me down, deep into your sin.
You pricked my finger,
never be whole, never worthy of HIS love.
I thought I told you a long time ago,
I don’t want your kind around.
I was so weak, longing for understanding,
someone who knew what it was like.
You were dark and beautiful,
so beautiful I could not see your knife.
You fucked with me, fucked with my head.
I will not forgive, I have turned my back.
Neat new people, misleading, common interest intriguing,
you must think I forgot.
With out consent you soiled me,
never be whole again, never worthy of HIS love.
I have blocked the darkness, betrayed power held,
no right to promise away.
I’ve taken it back.
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