Poetry Corner: Left Behind


I give you one year, and what do I get,
A heart full of scars, and endless regret,
I thought I was done searching, for my meant to be,
And I couldn’t see, you were taking advantage of me,
You made me feel at home, like I wasn’t alone,
Like my life had a purpose, like I am strong on my own,
But now I see you, for what you truly are,
Your incapable of love, your hearts an unopened jar,
You can not let anyone close, for the fear you fear most,
Is what people like me might find,
That you were once the one, who was left behind.