How to Come Back From the Dead

They tried to bury you and move on. But time kept a record

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Revenge makes a great tale
I’ve always liked those.

But the truth is, some people don’t want you healed.
They’re waiting, pitchforks raised
hoping you’ll crawl back into the dark.

Too bad for them
you’re shining now.
So bright they can’t even look at you.

The broken man

I watched a gentle man ruin his life with hate.
Twenty years passed, then thirty
and still, he couldn’t let go of the thing that destroyed him.
A woman.

It gave him the reason to stop trying
to stop showing up for himself
to abandon kindness
to reject self-compassion
to make despair look noble.

And the truth was
the woman was never meant for him.

The unhappy woman

I watched a beautiful woman
live like she had a thousand lives.
Carefree. Careless. Flighty.