an absolute weakness
is all i am made of.
redemption is taught
to only those who have it,
and using it for sake.
but you aren't here.
why are you not here?
i saw you there
but you ran away.
when i cried for help,
you're just a pigment,
a memory that i have to make up,
just to be alright.
who are you to abandon me?
who are you to make me feel worse?
who are you?
well, no matter.
you are just a coward,
a disdainful piece of human,
a hopeless lustful you,
who only cared about them
for their shells of charm.
if you come back, don't.

𝒊 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝒍𝒆𝒇𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖.

© Vyrene