Distorted Nostalgia

Distorted Nostalgia

A Poem by Asya Kardzhaliyska
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A poem about hindsight about an argument with a long lasting friendship

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I kicked you to the curb

Not too long ago,

Threw angry words and self-reflected hate

The neon sign above your head

Proclaiming you as a treacherous villain,

Quick to seize my innocence

 

Was I right?

Or blinded by denial?

 

I think of my selfish actions,

My mouth filled with the bitter taste of self-righteousness

Are you the villain of my creation?

 

My sentimentality longs to correct my mistake;

My mind rejects the possibility of your innocence.

You are a villain, a crook of comical proportions

We all have demons that plague us,

But it is that same plague

That reminds us of our own worthless fears

 

Throwing you away like rubbish was easy,

Selfless,

Enjoyable even

And even through my rose tinted glasses of nostalgia

I am certain I’d do it all over again;

For you are a disease, a tumour

I wish that your ghost would just go away

And leave me to rest in a restless peace 

© 2016 Asya Kardzhaliyska


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In hindsight we know only the sinful or innocent! We love, we hate, we.. regret.

' My sentimentality longs to correct my mistake;
My mind rejects the possibility of your innocence.

You are a villain, a crook of comical proportions
We all have demons that plague us,
But it is that same plague
That reminds us of our own worthless fears '

Your words are incredibly raw, furious.. yet, there are sadnesses scattered, emotions at their lowest. Perhaps another month and you just might make changes because, that's what time does. Perhaps

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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In hindsight we know only the sinful or innocent! We love, we hate, we.. regret.

' My sentimentality longs to correct my mistake;
My mind rejects the possibility of your innocence.

You are a villain, a crook of comical proportions
We all have demons that plague us,
But it is that same plague
That reminds us of our own worthless fears '

Your words are incredibly raw, furious.. yet, there are sadnesses scattered, emotions at their lowest. Perhaps another month and you just might make changes because, that's what time does. Perhaps

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

We all have our demons that plague us .... some are more prevalent than others. Good write

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I love how this both made me fly down Heaven's gates and shot me right into the Hellish pits to where not even a behemoth can climb out of. Very potent poem that delivers a lot of versatile punches.

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Such big emotions. I'm riding the wave with you girl (: Thank you for being you.

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Holy cow! I thought I was the only one. I made a similar goof up when I was younger. It still haunts me 45 years later.
Great write.

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Powerful! I can feel the Anger!

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Added on November 26, 2016
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Tags: poetry, friendship, nostalgia, hindsight, arguments

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Asya Kardzhaliyska
Asya Kardzhaliyska

Surrey, United Kingdom



About
Hey! My name is Asya! I mostly write prose and longer pieces of work, but recently I've started dappling in short stories and poetry! I hope to one day get into the publishing industry by reading and .. more..

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