Dead to Me
Here's a poem I wrote my junior year of high school. I guess you can say a crush got out of hand and even though it was obvious that we weren't meant to be, I still struggled to understand why God felt he needed to bring him into my life in the first place. Then later I realized that in order to fully move on, I had to let go of all my questions and just accept that it happened because it was supposed to--end of story. It made me feel better knowing that God would bring someone else into my life who would turn out to be a thousand times better than this other low life....and finally he has <3 Enjoy
What came from this obsession?
A minor setback or bitter depression?
It matters not the slightest bit.
This is the last you'll here of it
Of my longing for love to manifest
And the consistent nights of my unrest
I've lost who I am and my reliance on hope
I can't bare to speak of the ways I'd cope
The light I placed you under leaves me ashamed.
All that I felt for you should've been tamed.
You're not some high power and you're not divine.
I'm ready to accept that you'll never be mine.
You took my sense of security and ripped it apart.
You just don't deserve my bleeding heart.
Both good and bad memories I'm burying deep
It's only my faith in God that I plan to keep
He's going to find someone to fit me just right.
Someone to make it worth losing this fight.
You'll be dead to me then, hope that's not going too far
But come to think of it now, you already are.
***This poem goes along with an essay I wrote which is kinda personal but I think I might put it up later :)