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The Breakup Isolation

The Self-Destruction Path

By Unwana Published 6 years ago 2 min read
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Hey I know it's hard to move on,

It is hard to breathe,

It is hard to hold yourself from screaming at the top of your lungs,

It is hard not to cry when everyone keeps asking you if you're okay, "how are you doing?" they will ask.

It is hard not to have everything you hoped for,

It is hard that there will always be a hole in your heart that will never heal,

You are hurt,

You've been stabbed in the back,

You've been lied to, deceived,

and it hurts...

You feel dead,

You feel like your soul has been snatched from your body,

You feel like you been left to die,

Your pain is killing you slowly,

The guilt is eating you up,

You need someone to speak to someone...

somebody please... just anybody,

But yet you pick up the phone and then your mind goes blank...

You sit there silently,

Staring at your phone,

Waiting for anything, just anything to happen,

It becoming unbearable each day,

You try to think of why such horrible things keep happening to you,

"Why me?" you keep asking yourself,

"Why can't I get over this like they did?" you say to yourself

"Why can't I move on?" they all did,

"What is wrong with me?" you think to yourself,

waiting for answers,

Slowly you're becoming a ghost,

You've completely distanced yourself from the rest of the world,

You've become your own nightmare,

you blame everyone for the casualties happening,

Your tears become your music,

You keep telling yourself "it is okay, it is just a dream"

But really is it?

You get offended about being here, being alive,

You try to be okay right there in front of them,

Still, it hurts to see them laugh, smile, dance,

It kills to see them happy and yet you are still in pain,

They become a reminder of the hole in your heart,

It hurts to be around them,

You needed space and time to heal,

But yet your heart wasn't healing,

You needed love and courage to move on,

But you didn't have any...

You needed all the support and faith to hold onto,

But yet you were left to crumble,

You needed time to learn how to trust again

But yet no one came forward to help learn that...

You needed "you" to feel beautiful again,

But yet you felt dead and ugly all inside, why?

Because you can't forgive,

You can't forget,

You've tried to, but it doesn't go away,

It is on repeat every other day,

You carry it around like a scar,

You hate to be seen,

You hide your scars,

But not well enough to make yourself feel pretty,

You still blame everyone for everything happening,

Even when they're guilty of the accusations,

Your inner voice once praised them,

But now it is filled with hate, lust and guilt...

This is your Isolation,

You're living your pains...

sad poetry
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