Repeat Offenses


This road down which I again creep
found me weak not but ten years ago.
Left me hollow then, still I am incomplete
haunted by equally vicious echoes

of nearly synonymous words that beat
me into absolute defeat, repeatedly
and these feelings of inadequacy
resurface to once again smother me

reminding me of just how small I am,
how insignificant my love can be
when I expose myself, completely
and all I am, all I have is used against me.

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