Ralph Acosta

Rookie (November 27th 1988 / Bronx, Ny)

Confession - Poem by Ralph Acosta

The best of me
is what I never gave you
you have moved on to someone new.
I served my purpose.
To you, I am of no use
this pain i feel is just to real
with each passing day though. I will heal
I loved
I lusted
I hated
I trusted
I yearned
I hurt
I was burned
I cried
I failed
I am exhausted
Crushed. not by u, but by my own weakness.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 2, 2008

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