Hurt People Hurt People

I have been walking on the glass you left behind,
Bare feet bleeding out the shape of your goodbye.
I keep telling all my shadows that I’m fine,
But they know every lie I try to hide.

And you,

You were thunder in a room too small to breathe.
I loved you even as you swallowed me.
Now I’m haunted by the words I didn’t say,
They echo every night until they fade…

And I swear, I wasn’t built for breaking,
But you cracked me open just to watch me cave in.

’Cause hurt people hurt people,
You taught me that lesson too well.
You stitched your pain into my spine,
Left me carrying your hell.

I’m trying so hard not to be like you,
But I bleed the same way you do…
And hurt people hurt people;
Guess I was someone you could bruise.

Every memory tastes like rust in my mouth,
Like something sweet that time has poisoned now.
I still keep your ghost around to blame,
’Cause letting go means facing all my shame.

And me,
I’m a mirror for the damage that you gave.
I hate the way I sometimes feel the same.

And I swore, I never be like you;
But I carry all the scars you left,

And I'm afraid that I might not escape my fate.

’Cause hurt people hurt people,
I’m tracing your fingerprints in mine.
The cracks you carved into my spine;
Are the ones I use to hide.

I’m trying so hard not to be you,
But I love and hate the same way you do;
And hurt people hurt people,
Even when they never mean to.

I wish that I could break the chain,
Let the future wash away the stains.
But every time I try to change,
I hear your voice inside my veins…
And I hate that it still sounds like a comfortable chain.

I’m trying so hard not to be you.
God, I hope I won't be like you;
’Cause hurt people hurt people.

Reviews

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Thorne,
You could turn this into four or five poems! Your imagery is stunning!
"feet bleeding out the shape of your goodbye."
"memory tastes like rust in my mouth,
Like something sweet that time has poisoned now."
"I hear your voice inside my veins…"
Excellent stuff...
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