William F Glennon
4: 00am - Poem by William F Glennon
My heart has led me through the fire.
Burning the bridge was a painful fight.
I lost what I thought were friends.
All my dignity or pride gone.
What little conscience I have left.
This pain is too real. I don't have
anyone to blame. Fault is all the same.
The emotional immaturity that is Self-destructive.
I hear meaningless words. The fake desire is gone.
Now I stand alone. Picking up the pieces of my heart.
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