poetry, writing

Torn Up

Eating away, emotions are tearing apart my heart.

Misinterpretations of intent, taking over my brain.

The body writhes in pain, unable to be freed.

Unable to separate truth from words and actions.

What started out as a nobel attempt to reconnect

Fails miserably after all this time.

Knowing the failure, now can I move forward,

forget it all, and not worry about being forgiven?

It was meant to build and to help,

instead, my foolishness destroyed it instead.

Maybe that will close the door,

finally let me go.

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