Love letters of the past

Just some random venting , hopefully if you connect you don't feel alone , hopefully you enoy it

I've read all the letters.
Sorted through all her lies.
The words all mean nothing.
Safety ,that words ,and letters can't
provide
Maybe she tried ?
I don't know for a fact .
But I know this ,
She is never coming back .
No matter how many time she said,
"We'll stay the same ",
It is quite a shame although
I expected it the same .
Most of us are liars .
And can't help that .
And even though I find lies more pungent then sulfur mixed with gasoline .
Life has become just as heated ,
And twice as volatile ,
I'm snapping ,igniting,
Bending over
Almost fighting ,
Biting my tongue I wish ,
As I push things farther down a path,
One I have regrettably found .
And it finds me no comfort ,
But solace and sequence ,
Repeating stages of sorrow ,
That scratch and serrate
The hand .
The hand ,
I now hide it in my hoodie,
So to cover the marks that remain,
That signify the subtle
Amount of pain I needed off my mind,
Nothing deep ,
But one at a time,
Scratch by scratch .
Until my hand burns and it needs a break .
It leaves no scars but there's only some much
I can subliminally take .
And I break ever slowly ,
Stating I don't break at all ,
When she called I remained stalwart,
I had only begun my fall .

Author's Note

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