What Have I Become?
By Emily / April 14, 2025 / No Comments / My Poetry, Personal Collective Writings Trove, Porn Addiction, Relationships
I feel like broken record
The same fights, the same silence
We’re never going to mesh together
Not the way I dreamed we would
You’ve broken me – the ol’ straw and camel’s back
You’ve gotten your last chance from me
I no longer see an end in sight
I keep screaming for help
No one is ever fucking there
You claim to care – yet you put it there
I imagine my life and what it would be like
Only now you aren’t in the picture
There’s not room for your bed of lies
You’ve so willingly masterminded
I think you’re a joke
I don’t believe a single thing about you
Your justice scales tipped in the favor of ass
In such perfection – it broke the scales
I’m never going to be okay with you
I’ve known that for quite some time
You and I were stepping stones
We’re a lesson to be learned
There’s no more – no other side
You “try this” and “try that”
I don’t want a single part of anything
You’ve ruined me
I have nothing left
You ruined what we could have become
Like a broken record
I keep saying the same shit
But you don’t ever listen
God forbid you sit with the truth
I really don’t care if you “love” me
I rarely come off a fuck satisfied
Something very unsexy
About a fuckin’ dude who just lies
Lies to himself
Lies to me
Lies about all the shit he desires to see
Lies so much I cant find my own truth
What have I become