What you were has faded
from sight
Now, all that we were,
are echoes in the wind
Tears fell like rain
Washing away the
emotion
The truth of the matter is...
I could never lie to
myself the way you do
I have found myself
free
My being happy
A soul content with its
worth
I have the strength to
say, “no"
Because I am worth more
than this...
You are the weak one...
Cowards are those who run away
I am found here
Standing upon my own
two feet
With experience gained
A tear or two shed
A heart that still
beats
And a reflection within
the mirror I can still stand to see
You now move with the
passing of time
Something that belongs
to use-to-be
Your abandonment will
not be the the shovels that dig my nameless grave
As hard as it may or
may not be
I am more than these
moments passed.
©
2015
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