Distorted NostalgiaA Poem by Asya KardzhaliyskaA poem about hindsight about an argument with a long lasting friendshipI 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 KardzhaliyskaFeatured Review
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6 Reviews Added on November 26, 2016 Last Updated on November 26, 2016 Tags: poetry, friendship, nostalgia, hindsight, arguments AuthorAsya KardzhaliyskaSurrey, United KingdomAboutHey! 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..Writing
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