To Whom It May Concern P: No Longer

You keep pushing

and pushing

and pushing away

Snipping any little end that may be astray

Cutting and

breaking

and tearing apart

any little dumbass like me

who tries to give their whole heart

and I'm done

I'm done

I question how I feel now

about the events that lead me here

and placed me in this position

to hate anyone as much as I do

you

People who claimed they were friends

Who said they would help

Who had the same dreams

and wanted them true

But no matter what it takes

Doesn't include

breaking

my mind

in 2

Shattered images on the floor

of what was before

light dancing to what could have been

If you could be bothered to listen

To anyone but yourselves

And this little cult you've formed

to push people out of

if they so much as say a single word you don't agree to

is a pathetic power play

inflating your heads

and now I regret those days...

Those days where we were chill

and things were ok

Those days that made me think

maybe now you could change

those days that made me loyal

to a fault

and causing rifts

You gave me rose colored glasses

in hopes I wouldn't see the flags

but I did

I just ignored them

for as long as I could

until they turned into ropes

and they tried to tie me down

where I stood

And now you're at each others throats

and now I'm tearing at my hair

because I knew we'd end up here after so long

You keep claiming your changing

But you don't see the roots

They're in too deep to be noticed

Branching from 1 to the next

A parasite in your midst

Turning the rest of you to servants

Blindly following the words he places on your lips

Now your mad at me

For refusing to allow your strings

The roots trying to take over are done

It's going to be hard to recover

It's going to be hard to continue

But hilariously you forced this on yourselves

Forcing me to learn

The things you wouldn't teach me

Taught me to only rely on myself

And now I no longer need you

To do the parts you refused to do anyways

You couldn't even be bothered

To help

You showed me my dreams

And you ripped them away from me

But you made me take them for myself

The more poison you gave me

The more resistant I got

The more pain that you showed me

The more I realized

The versions of you

That were actually friends

They're long dead

And what I have left

Is an image of you

That looks like strangers compared to now

Reflections of what were

What could have been