The walls I built were never for you, they were for me. The strength it took to keep them erect was much harder than you’d expect. Then one day. many years later, the walls no longer mattered. It was the strength that I had gained from all of that pain. My world would be forever changed but my heart would live on, go on, and be much more than I’d ever hoped for. The remnants of the walls remain and sometimes I still sense their presence. I no longer wait with bated breath but with rememberance of what was, what could be. You’ll never know this because you are not me. So don’t try to lessen my strength with rumors, you aren’t privy to such a state as mine. I will not run away, or resort to a corner to pine. You will only see what I choose to show you, what I allow. There it is, it is the time and it is now. Don’t think to hard on this, you will certain be amiss. Travel on from here, I implore. You don’t belong, not anymore.
Poem about no one in particular but anyone. Sometimes actions you do hurt others…Sometimes you take away a person’s ability to trust again or be themselves again. In all seriousness… Actions and words not only impact you…but others.
Who’s using Who…by MwsR
You think you were the one who needed attention and got it… But that’s not entirely true It wasn’t just you. Making someone think they mattered a whole lot I think that’s cruel But there are no rules. When you use someone to make sure they understand That you’re not sincere Because you might be the one that gets hurt, dear. Believing everything someone says to you Is not smart Take it with a grain of salt, listen not only to your heart. Sometimes we get used by others to feel a need for them It’s not really a deliberate cruelty More like “stuff happens” reality. People change as they often do Leaving us to guess… Who’s using who? 😉👏🤔
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