He said you’re beautiful, special
Repeating it daily and I almost
Believed I could be.
Then it changed and other ghosts came to play
They joined the party, I was invisible,
Until he spotlighted me saying sweet words
That blocked out the shrivelled heart.
From love to you’re okay in a blink,
And I’m left wondering….
You told me she was perfect and that I’d not be her.
I didn’t want to be
She was beautiful leaving me standing
Unnoticed and only worth a pitiful glance
If you made time.
Determined to make me into something else
Sometimes anger dealt as if it were a game
The pain cutting deep hidden from sight
And I’m left wondering….,
Finally the wondering was done
Daylight playing in the dark crevices
Of a beaten soul with holes like Swiss cheese
But clarity in the parts left behind
She may indeed have been perfect
But refused to play your dark game
As would I had I seen through sooner
So I crawled out because I couldn’t stand
Bruised inside and out by you
Cut and almost broken by the anger wreaked
And I’m no longer wondering….
I see straight through
Straight through your game.
Ailsa
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