Deja Vu

Deja Vuvu, I'm alone and you're out doing you. 

Only difference is that there are no tears being shed over the absence of you. 

Heart numb from repeating the same things needed, but dismissed. 

Now ignored, ghosted at a time as hard as this. 

Some story will surface to justify this current stunt. 

Here we go again, must be round that time of the month. 

I'm tired, I've given so much of myself, I just want to give up. 

Never thought I would put up with so much. 

Confidence lost, always questioning myself. 

Lost sight of my value and personal wealth. 

Trying to numb the pain through external means is harming my health. 

This love is toxic for me but feeds your beast, improving  your health. 

There is no question for me that our bond was much more than lust. 

But without honesty and trust, we won't amount to much. 

Without respect its game, match, and set. 

Moving forward is impossible without the basic needs being met. 

Lie after lie, to cover lies already told, it’s obvious to the naked eye. 

Cant question it, that just asking for more tears to cry.

Only words left to say are "I tried, you're fired, goodbye." 

No more repeating the same old, same old, Deja Vu.

No more suffering, no longer drowning in my love for you.

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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