True Colors

I looked at you 
The mask falling off
Seeing your true colors.
The person I thought
You were.
The person I saw while I grew up.
I learned it was just a part you played. 
You never were truly that person
I thought you were. 
The person you truly were now 
Smirking at me.
While ripping my child
Out of my arms. 
Watching me break 
To pieces.
While you let me 
Fall apart. 
Not willing to help me 
Put the pieces back together. 
The person I called family
Was never there for me.

You held all the cards 
I was just part of 
Your little game 
You love to control. 
And I was the fool 
Who fell for your tricks 
The cheese piece you 
Thought you could
Move However you want. 
You kicked me down 
Thinking I would stay down
 But I got back up 
Burning the bridges 
Between us 
Promising myself
I would 
Never come back.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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