Poetry

Parallel Lives – to Regret or Rebuild

Heartless until it breaks
I’ve made a terrible mistake 
Bending the rules to your needs

Twisting my words – Cutting me deeper 

Insisting and manipulating

With beautiful simplicity 

Rolling around in your victories

Head high atop my own slump 

Everyone’s hero

And everyone’s victim 

Careless, thoughtless, and endless

Yet gathering ammunition for a spirited demise


But were you ever a kindred spirit?

A love, a friend, a guide?

What have I done?



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