You took a treasure
stopped her from becoming a successor
made her feel lesser
but tell her she was clever
you knew what you were doing
you were such a seller
you knew when you met her
you would get her
and then you led her
wouldn’t let her leave your side
she was to be your ride or die
your soon to be bride
but your pride was tied
you hid him
you killed him
the ancient you
who no longer was vacant
you were like a soulless agent
your soul was taken
and never awakened
you became impatient
you were present
but your soul was forsaken
Poetry & Self-Awareness 