Poem -

House of Solitude

The disrespect, the disruption.
The disgrace. 
You dare to disrupt the solitude of my place. 
The peace that I seek within, that I sought within, that I fought within.
The wars that lied. The heart that died. 
The peace,
that you un-rightfully
re-took and gave. 
Carefully wound and bound with trust.
​​​​​​The bonds of "friendship" and "sisterhood", of "love".
The everlasting expectation unwanted by every homosapien
never knowing the title of human compassion. 
The flash of filtered experiences to give compassion...never knowing the everlasting taste of "care".
Pushing away all the "love"
Giving away disability to trust
Because self love is all you should ever love.
Because self love is all you should ever trust.
Because following is "best" and the test is to see if you'd too take action to self lust.
Because no one should know the feel of others worth, to explain to them that others have the ability to hold your hurt.
To show that no one is advert...
to compassion.
But your everlasting wrong actions revert me to the only person I know who will take action and understand my repetition.
Lacking words to repeat the cycle,
I'm excludely included,
Indecisively decided,
Unreliably relied,
Disrespectfully, denied,
I've reverted,
to inner peace.
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Jordan Collins

Excludely included.* 
I am aware that a few of these words are not words at all but it is purposeful 
 

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