Old Wounds

Your deceit has opened old wounds and those buried emotions from my forgotten life are creeping out. I tried not to compare you, to not let the mistakes of another follow your footsteps. It feels so familiar. Deep. A painful suffering that I tried to shake. To leave behind. Feeling unworthy. Undeserving of being loved or cherished. Blinded and led along by two people luring me into a false reality. Making me feel ashamed for being too friendly. All the while your smoke and mirrors distracting me from the secret you two shared. The slumbering monster you unknowingly stirred shows no mercy.