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secondhand smoke
I don’t want your ignorance
Brushing my thoughts aside
(I know you lied)
When you said you were listening
Thinking that I cried just for your attention
But I don’t want your attention
The attention you paid towards my hips
Instead of my lips
(But even then)
You spoke from predetermined scripts
Full of empty words
But I don’t want your words
The ones you shove down my throat
(Choking me with doubt and shame)
Like I was always a part of your blame game
But I don’t want to play your games
When you said you’d change
(I would have believed it)
If only it wasn’t for the cigarette smoke that rippled off of your breath
It caressed my skin
Whispering, “I will always win”
I was too ashamed to admit it before
But I was the lighter
You the cigarette core
I don’t want your secondhand smoke
No, not anymore
It’s time to end the cycle
To settle the game score
I’ll put the flame out
And for once
Fight for what I stand for
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This is a beautiful poem!!
i wrote this late one night when i realized that miscommunication has caused me so much pain in the past, and that in order to grow/learn from it, i needed to find my own voice. i'm still working on it, but this poem is a start :)