Before Second And Third

Poetry

I’m glad you loved me first

You’ve seen days, years when I cussed the man in the mirror out

Cut him to teach lessons yeah I wasn’t sure if I understood myself

Looked down to see what happened, voice filled with accusations

Shaking my head defeated without any good within.

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Glad you’ve bought me from burning red terror

God, it was breathing strong exhaling in my face

Wore resistance out with vanity, uppercuts when I felt safe

Oh but you love, adored me when I came to you

Finally trusting compassion healed my wounds

Now I bring others in as I can relate with feeling worthless self-pity weights

Keeping any momentum behind locked gates I’m glad you loved me first I was filled with hate.

Published by Edmond

Edmond is an INFJ layman writer, creating freestyle poetry as an outlet for his emotions for over thirty years. He can be reached at: Carolinawriter@protonmail.com

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