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Three Years Later

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By Kisella KopciukPublished 7 years ago 1 min read
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Three years later, when I first saw you

I fell in love with a person, one I thought I knew.

Your grin, dark hair, soul-aching eyes,

At first glance I couldn’t really see you were the devil in disguise.

You told me that you love me,

I laughed so hard I cried,

It was funny you thought you meant it,

Cause I knew it was a lie.

You had a bit of age on me, four-teen years to be exact,

I thought you would give me shelter, or comfort,

But you used it to attack.

“So young, you know nothing,”

Like I haven’t traveled a broken road

Alone before,

You kept me caged up, and some how

Got me begging you for more.

I did not know who I was; I was lost within you,

Every choice, everything, it was a decision you made too.

Where I went, what I did,

You were my roads and my trails

Everywhere I traveled led me back to you.

By myself, I was nothing, nothing old, nothing new.

But with you I was something,

Something tortured and abused.

I had completely lost my value,

Like a diamond in the rough,

Though I lost my outer shell,

I was still weak, and not tough.

The pain didn’t make me stronger,

It didn’t help me heal my soul,

It made me sicker and more worthless,

I felt the farthest thing from whole.

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About the Creator

Kisella Kopciuk

7x published poet, 2x North American "Best Poet" award winner.

Dancer. Writer. Cat mom.

Depressed but reborn. Stressed and a mess. Loving and loved.

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