Poetry Critiques : Breakup

Mikha'el

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Hey i'm back! i have another joint for y'all....this one is part of another series im writing....you'll have to read em all to get the gist of the story....the story revolves around me n my personal experiences....i will post the rest of the poems every few days n as they are written...enjoy


Born into the world possessed feelings for this girl

She showed mutual intrest & in my heart i was set

She was feeling the same way so it seemed

Regardless my life started off in a dream

I had my dream girl before my life was to begin

Things were great no better feeling than first place

But they quickly turned sour n growing fouler by the hour

Power shifting as she asserted a more dominant position

Now im sitting here tryna fit in where i get in

All this while i was young im on the other side of the gun

The target of frequent attacks of my mental

Damaging my emoitional leaving me the shell of man

got me thinkin **** what i'd do to get here

In the corner while children play sitting here in tears

My girl laughing at me all the while she saying cheers

Cheers to suffrage will to fight back i can't muster it

All the life in me sapped my heart now trapped

My first n only relationship discarded like a random artifact

Thrown in the dirt life not tryna **** with me truth hurts

But at the time i couldn't cope i was on a cloud now im buried in depths

Of what once was time to lay the past to rest

But all i can do is regret can't seem to let it go

I grow cold n lonely feeling as if nobody else will love me

So in the darkness emerges my two alter egos

Solo dolo n Heartbreak from here the story only grows colder
 

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