You knew it, too.

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I had thought you'd be different,
I could see from the way your eyes looked at me,
Or was it my imagination?
Of the world you created for me,
It was charming and filled with magic
That I didn't question the gory color of your actions.

You knew me,
Or so I thought,
I must have been a fool,
To think you knew of my struggles,
Because there's no way you'd know,
And still hit me directly where it hurts.

But you did,
And though I was trying to heal,
Your betrayal cut deeper into my soul,
I had thought I could withstand it,
No. It didn't go away,
The pain and frustration
From centuries of hostility.

When the light dimmed from my damned soul,
And darkness overcame my already blinded eyes,
For a moment, I saw the look in your eyes,
Telling me you knew it too,
That I didn't deserve the pain that came my way.
Or was that also my imagination?

Looking back, I seem to imagine a lot,
As that was the only way,
I could soothe the burning fire of pain in my soul,
I thought I could handle it,
The emotions and traumas that have now become my daily bread,
But fate... It must have truly giggled at me.

Give up? I'd like that as a choice,
But life is truly cruel. It mocks me.
For it has never given me an option,
Now, I will take the lead,
Since life doesn't want me,
I am sure death would be welcoming.


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Still yours truly,
Balikis.

Thanks for reading and listening.

Peace be unto those who crave it and more to those who chase it away.



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Your poem pierced me with its rawness. I felt the weight of betrayal and the ache of trust broken, the way your words carry both memory and wound. The imagery of light dimming and darkness overtaking spoke deeply, it mirrored how pain can feel endless, even when healing seems within reach. What stayed with me most was the honesty: the struggle between imagination and reality, survival and surrender. It is haunting, but also powerful in its truth.

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Than you. I appreciate that you touched the weight of betrayal, imagination, darkness, the need to heal, and then surrender. It is a reality of many and glad you could capture it with your words too.

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