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Gone

A Letter to the Past

By jay rebPublished 5 years ago 1 min read
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a single step in the wrong direction

you get your chance to pounce

the time spent waiting for this day

a lifetime chained in your house

what is it that you want from me?

your ego has trapped my freedom

from echoless halls to flickering lights

i just can’t seem to escape them

your time is gone

your voice is weak

whatever do you mean?

a dangerous night

a violent peak

the light i see hiding from me

gone.

or is it?

at what point did i allow you,

a coward with a strong front to ‘put me in my place’

i tried to have respect for you

but you were scared to look me in the face

i tried to laugh, was trampled down

something i “should’ve expected”

a life of loss fogged up my mind

of a life that was truly magnificent

help.

“it’s all in your head

stop your complaining

it’s pathetic to play the victim”

if only they knew the things that were changing

broken down, losing to the villain

NO!

you’re the weakness inside that deserves no chance

your strength came from circumstance

full of stupid ideas, like “i don’t belong”

muting the music i used to move me along

fine.

i’ll do this alone, the way that i’m used to

i don’t know what i was expecting

but she came along to bring what i needed

a friend in the shape of a blessing

home.

performance poetry
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About the Creator

jay reb

a writer based in toronto.

instagram: @jayreb.poetry

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