#WritcoPoemPrompt2
In the end it was just me and my thoughts,
A painful trap, long after you were gone,
Reminiscence of the time we spent,
And the memories we made,
Still makes me weary, and fills me with pain,
The feelings of idiocy and worthlessness that you engraved in my soul,
Still haunts me,
Making me question every action I take,
And every choice I make,
But I know for a fact that I will persevere,
And succeed in every forthcoming endeavor.



© Gareema Raju