Something Less
I don't want another fight
Nor do I want another night of tears
Wondering why I wasn't good enough
In ever decreasing spirals
Feeling less and less worthy
Less of myself
I loved you with the innocence of a child
Wide eyed with the wonder of you
Like I was the luckiest woman on earth
How quickly it all changed
Talking less and less nightly
Less of us
I wanted a chance to talk it through
But you had decided it was over
There was no room for discussion
Leaving me with no answers
Gradually having less and less time
Less for hope
Making me feel ugly inside myself
Searching for the reasons we died...then,
Realising that a man capable of such cruelty
Was never worth such adoration
Eventually, thinking less and less of you
And more of me
Poetry by Purple Phoenix
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Written on 2009-02-23 at 05:53
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