Disclaimer: I'm not not J. K. Rowling, or maybe I am, maybe I have been writing poetry for a long time now, but am to self-conscious to actually publish anything, which is why I post all my poetry on or maybe not...
Bitter Soliloquy
Empathy turns to apathy
breathing down my neck
Why must you be liked?
False, deceptive weakness,
we are all prey to it
Give over, give away,
let the pain take you on a whirlwind trip
Why do you fear solitude?
Relish in it, my dear,
let it engulf you
Overpowered by its depressive darkness
I linger in its shadow
What is there in a name?
Be thy own master
I'm so cold, grown numb
to your heart
Trust is not an issue
for I hate you,
I pity you, your need to be loved.
Nosce te ipsum.
Know thyself
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