a compass that points in one direction

Looking back now
I realize I held on too long
to the illusion of you
instead of seeing your
bitterly cold reality

Smoke and mirrors-
that’s your heart
and your truth
and what you leave
behind in your wake…

I feel such morose pity
for you-
Empty, suffering, lost-
A compass that only points
in one direction…

I wish I knew , what I know
before I launched myself
into your heart;
a fire I will not
recover from quickly

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