Building Blocks

I’m crying, dying, slowly trying

To build what you tore down

I’m living, smiling, breathing

With the new life I found

Anticipated my long escape

Finally I took that chance

Now in a better place

And not looking back

You destroyed my life

Made it harder to recover

You built lies

And now they’re over

You made me believe

I was ugly, a fake, a creep

When in fact

You weren’t talking about me

You were reflecting yourself

And for that moment I believed

It was me, it was me

But it never was, never will

I am greater than you have ever said

The pride I had you once killed

Is lying with you in the bed

Oh wait it’s empty, no ones there

Never was, never will be

And I don’t care

Now I loosen the chains

Broke the locks

The real me remains

As I’m building blocks…

S.H.

Author's Note

Building blocks is my term for building a new life...

Reviews

[Different Wings]

wow, great read. definitely goes well with a beat. good first line, and good last ones. the part about reflection embodies the whole poem and what you're expressing in general really well.