The life we take is all up to us The choices we make are all thus So why do we blame it all on destiny The way mouths lie and eyes choosing not to see How many days has it been since way back when? How many times have I played that again and again? I try to forget, to relieve myself of the memories, all blue But it seems like every single thing reminds me of you Perhaps that's just how life is supposed to be One day you're with me, the next, you're gone truly The world barely gave us time to grieve So we went to live, love, and leave
The paths we take, the turns we change Who knows what to expect nor how to arrange? Why do we blame it all on luck and chance Why do we pin it on someone who just learned to dance? Perhaps mistakes aren't meant to be shown That camaraderie is dead and favor has frowned Sides are taken and somehow I wasn't chosen Times have passed, perhaps mine has been forsaken So tell me how should I step back When the heart is heavy and patience I lack Because now I know that the world is cruel without reprieve So I found myself having to live, love, and leave
Shame has gone and anger has set The sun is down, what more do I regret Judgment rarely is sweet nor is rejection Don't leave me—I know my words have no traction Changes come and chances are blown away It seems like mine weren't theirs to pay Worlds crumbled, I wasn't given the chance or the say So I regress—in self-doubt, I linger and stay I have just woken up from a nightmare Where I was torn to shreds, it was a scare But perhaps, I was already falling apart at the cleave Watching resolve fade as I live, love, and leave
The mind is alive but the body is tired The past screams but the future is expired Pieces of my heart, I now hide in words unsaid How justice wasn't given and that faith is a debt Keep me from falling—I say to the air, to no one The battle is finished and they have already won Through lies, deceit, and crafting valor of tales Where is justice in that—I ask all the scales But perhaps there is a future that remains unseen The one where growth is light and faith isn't grim Somehow I found myself far from being ignorant and naïve That somehow, through this, I learned to live, love, and leave
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Sometimes, leaving is what's best. Goodbyes suck especially if the other party refused to have closure. This is connected to the writing community fiasco and you should be piecing the story by now, little by little. Haha.
It's not exactly hidden and it's not out there either. I refuse to go low by publishing a rant book about it. Rather, I have directed my anger into these poetic jabs. I don't know if it will reach the right ears nor if they even care about me now, but eh. At least I got it out there. You're welcome.
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