March 5th, 2025
You told me you wouldn’t rage quit again
But you’re done playing this game
Dropped me out of boredom
And I wish I could do the same
For years going in the same circle
You erase the progress every time
And there’s no cheat codes
I guess you won’t ever be mine
I was looking for my duo
But you prefer to play solo
As I surrender once again
This is the final deathblow
March 4th, 2025
I guess I’m confused
I don’t know what to do
Every thought that I have
Just leads me back to you
Are you the underlying cause
That’s been keeping me sick
Because as nice as you can be
You’re now acting like a prick
March 3rd, 2025
I’m more likely to write out my feelings
Than tell you to your face
Because I’ve tried that before
And people leave without a trace
Personal Note: Hey stranger, I got your contact the author forms on here. Everything I’ve been posting was written earlier this year. Even if it wasn’t, I sometimes reflect on the past in my writing. Poetry is how I think, so none of this is me reacting out of character. I have almost 500 other poems posted on here that can confirm this is just how I process what I’m feeling. Some things are embellished because it’s art, it doesn’t have to be factual. But I appreciate the apology. There will be more poems, but I think it’s best if you stop reading. You don’t need to feel guilty, I’ve moved on. I’m very happy with my boyfriend, and I’m happy for you that you found your other half. Take care!
Doll Poetry 