“To the Victims of my obsession”

9.30.22

To the victims of my obsession

I’d first like to say

Thank you for the lessons

If I may be frank

Without the incessant

second guessing…

I never loved you.

Too many oppositions in our charts

Too many knives in my heart

And you’re just jaded

And I’m so vain

And shameless enough

To flaunt my hysteria

A pimp

A whore

An absolute terror

I’m T’era

My dear

Idealizing stoicism

In the name of evolution

Desolate romance

Lacking restitution

I’ll never dignify your answers

Because they lack clear solutions

So just factor me out.

It’s so hard to draw A line when emotions don’t coincide

So maybe you should just B line it

And hide the malign

Culprit

Behind it

Don’t worry

I’ll define it

Within the parameters we’ve set

Forgive me for showing stamina

In your restraint

And resilience

To your disrespect.

Don’t mind me

I’m just resting in your indifference

And also just waiting to parlay

I’ll never be robbed of the things

I chose to give away

I was writing just to say

I never loved you.

Sincerely T. Hill