This isn't about you,
This isn't about what you didn't do.
It's about me,
And what I did,
I was the one who set myself free,
I remember it all too well,
My memories vivid.
I've been under scrutiny,
And all you did was yell at me.
I remember it all too well,
I know it wasn't in my head,
I know you made it intentionally hell.
Everyday seeing you is something that I dread .
I'm over you now,
Letting you disturb my peace is something I disallow.
I will fully heal, with time and space ,
My journey of growth , I will learn to embrace.
I will give things time to unfold,
I will nurture my soul to be glittering and gold ,
All my hopes and dreams in my arms I will hold.
I will work through every lows and highs,
And I will cherish every aspect of life 💞.
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Author:
Akshadha Joshi (Pseudonym) (
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- Published: April 27th, 2025 07:48
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 9
Comments1
A poem of decision and goodbye. Well written
Thankss💞
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