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e they’d say that i’m anything but good they’d take glee in condemning me in everything i say and do also in everything that i didn’t say and didn’t do</i></p><p id="9c4a"><i>refusing my diagnosis pushing my truth away they closed their hearts refused to truly see the reasons for the person i had come to be they’d tarnish my name ruin my reputation spreading falsehoods and lies without hesitation</i></p><p id="98e2"><i>they sowed seeds of doubt in the heart of my lover with whispered falsehoods in the ears of my lover they cast shadows of clout</i></p><p id="23c4"><i>my lover would’ve thought that they have seen it all in me the good and the bad they are the ones that have seen me without my mask what can be truer than the words endorsed by them for blood ties ran deeper than facts could convey their distorted version of me held the sway</i></p><p id="f8bc"><i>what satisfaction did this vendetta bring to watch my life crumble to see me take a sting? did it fill their hearts with delight? to witness me struggle losing my inner light? in their narrative i had become a monstrous creation truth and reality lost in the smoke</i></p><p id="6669"><i>but would you my dear friend still stand by my side if you see me through their eyes through the twisted divide would you still be my companion? would you still be my confidante? if you, too hear the tales they construe</i></p><p id="ac52"><i>i’m entangled in this web of chaotic falsehood where truth and perception misaligned i yearn for someone who’ll accept me for who i am beyond the tales spun by those who disagree</i></p><p id="3f9f"><i>©Britt H.</i></p><p id="14e7"><b><i>Thank you for reading</i></b> 🖤</p><div id="3e10" class="link-block"> <a href="https://britthew.medium.com/list/ab06890402d8"> <div>

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PROSE | DYSFUNCTIONAL FAMILY

If You See Me Through Their Eyes

A once unbreakable bond, forged through trials and tribulations, now lies shattered, torn apart by misunderstandings and false narratives.

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we once shared a bond so deep and true through trials and tribulations me, you and us in the face of adversity hand in hand we stood united by a common link a shared kinship

but suddenly like a tempest without warning we were torn apart our ties left in mourning i couldn’t fathom what had caused this divide why our unity and love had turned into ash

i searched for answers far and wide why did they turn against me why had they ghosted me? casting me aside? what have i done to deserve such disdain to make them so spiteful

in their eyes i was but an idiot a savage they’d say that i’m anything but good they’d take glee in condemning me in everything i say and do also in everything that i didn’t say and didn’t do

refusing my diagnosis pushing my truth away they closed their hearts refused to truly see the reasons for the person i had come to be they’d tarnish my name ruin my reputation spreading falsehoods and lies without hesitation

they sowed seeds of doubt in the heart of my lover with whispered falsehoods in the ears of my lover they cast shadows of clout

my lover would’ve thought that they have seen it all in me the good and the bad they are the ones that have seen me without my mask what can be truer than the words endorsed by them for blood ties ran deeper than facts could convey their distorted version of me held the sway

what satisfaction did this vendetta bring to watch my life crumble to see me take a sting? did it fill their hearts with delight? to witness me struggle losing my inner light? in their narrative i had become a monstrous creation truth and reality lost in the smoke

but would you my dear friend still stand by my side if you see me through their eyes through the twisted divide would you still be my companion? would you still be my confidante? if you, too hear the tales they construe

i’m entangled in this web of chaotic falsehood where truth and perception misaligned i yearn for someone who’ll accept me for who i am beyond the tales spun by those who disagree

©Britt H.

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