(this is more words blasted down on paper, then reshaped to look like I'm not ranting or whatever hehe)
A wise friend told me once the opposite of love isn't hate;
That all the power is held with indifference,
I don't despise you anymore like I thought I would;
I pity you because for having to live with your conscience.
I pity you because every day you have to look yourself in the mirror and know what you've done,
Nothing will change that, no matter how far you run.
That day it was your spirit that was killed and not mine,
It's your horrific memory that's frozen in time.
I've moved on in my life, in a way you could never,
I'll forget you one day, but my memory will haunt you forever,
I don't flinch anymore and the nightmares are gone,
The bond was broken the day your soul absconded.
But the greatest power I have,
The best card in my hand is that I'm not wounded, not anymore.
You hit me where it hurts, you did your best and still here I stand.
You'll never take away my victory hand.
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