dear no one in particular Poem, by Cody James, at My poetic side

Dear no one in particular,

This letter isn’t meant for you, yet somehow always was.

If this message in a bottle ever finds you, burn it after reading.

Leave no trace, like the shadow you once faded into.

Like the evidence I can’t name, but that is carved into stone.

Do you ever think about that day? That moment? Those finite minutes?

Your presence, a whisper, undoubtedly never in it.

That smile behind your eyes, I’ve only ever been forewarned.

Until now, I understand the kind of person you would form.

But can you blame me at all for wanting to know more?

A wanderer in the night, a compass with no true north.

The edges of the map you were told not to explore,

but I guess those were merely suggestions. Instructions to be ignored.

You’d call yourself a sailor; so many ships you’ve set sail.

But I’d call you a pirate, for how often you’d let them fail.

A one-word sentence would have thrown you off course.

Instead, you made me walk the plank, where silence was reinforced.

That quietness follows me with every captain I may pass,

mimicking your deceit, twisted echoes of my past.

I have so many questions for myself—only one reappears:

why does the touch of a hand feel so fucking insincere?

I have so many questions for you—only one remains clear:

why’d you do it? It’s your fault I’m stuck here.

Your ultimate goal: to mark uncharted land.

No matter who it harmed, you scarred your flag into the sand.

One day, I hope you remember because I know I’ll never forget,

about the things left unspoken that I will always regret.

And how can I forgive you, if repentance isn't what you wanted?

Dear no one in particular, may this message leave you haunted.

With smoke and silence,

I leave you to blame.

Forever unsigned,

the silent boy who still knows your name.

P.S. When you remember me, lie.

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