Via @j3ss1caadams i'm again alone, alone at last,
content because it's like the past.
1000 times and i'm not surprised.
never trust anyone, assume they lie.
i didn't get attached,
so don't mourn the lonely.
i don't feel it anymore,
i swear. i swore, i'm only
left to useless mind
and boring time
spent loving my
one left behind.
she is so numb to this.
she swears it won't show.
no, i won't be the fool who wanted, and waited
for closeness and comfort, when she was hated.
i swore i said i won't be left again.
i knew you'd strike me down, now on solitude i depend.
I've learned my lessons
from what I've known.
I can't hear anything
I've never been told
these choices may cascade
and take me apart,
but at least one after another
no longer affect my heart.
far too many times to recall,
i was left with nothing at all.
i'm useless, it's so wrong, to be broken and left...
but what else am i supposed to expect?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem