Wednesday, June 22, 2022

Death of a Gurl

Walking in your shadow
it looms larger than life 
You say I can beat this 
You tell me to fight. 

When it crumbled to pieces 
I could not stand. 
At my darkest hour 
You refused to give me light. 

The mirror became my enemy 
I struggle to exist 
under Your thumb. 

The battle is fraught, 
everyone feels like an adversary. 
You say I can trust You 
You instigated the rage. 

I wish I could murder You 
that would be mercy. 
You lay down your weapons 
I will hang Your noose. 

I will bury You 
You will not be remembered 
You will not be mourned. 

I can stop wishing 
You were never born.

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