Advantage Poem by Ash Desrocher

Advantage



Hopeless
The only feeling I had left
after he had taken
Advantage
of a situation
it was
Wrong
of me to think
of myself
Worthless
is all I could feel
People
speak behind me
Thoughts
cloud my brain
No one knows
the reasons
I weep
to myself
holding back
The anger
He left me behind
And the sadness
Trailing
Behind
And beyond
me

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