I was 3 months proud and sober,
When I came across them again,
The magnetic pull was undeniable,
Of toxic people and their pain.

I fell into my old habits-
Trying to impress, to self-digress,
Running errands for some hate in return,
Believing this is all part of the process.

It's the simple process of evolution,
Of forgiveness and forgetting.
But no, it's simply a naïve decision,
To relive the dark days of belittling.

I screamed muffled curses,
And shed the same silent streams,
Because I pushed myself back
Into the reality, the antithesis of my dreams.

I've pulled myself out,
And confined my loneliness,
But the drug of companionship,
Hunts with fine-toothed caress.

I was 1 year 2 months 27 days sober,
When I came across them again,
But I rooted myself staunch and stubborn,
Against the pull of toxic people and their pain.

I did not smile, nor did I frown,
Repeating, replaying what the past filmed,
Drinking up rounds of self-worth,
Believing in everything I've  dreamed.

Their words did try to lure me in,
Promising cloaked friendship and belonging,
Walking away, almost as invisible as before,
I conquered over what they tagged as my calling.

I do not miss them,
They never were mine to miss,
But I've start to see them only as
Flawed humans I bid no goodbye kiss.

I hoped to find some closure,
But futility reckons no fruition.
Now I simply live on, forward,
Counting every day, my victorious position.

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A/N:

Another simple Rhyming Poem, because I wanted to  give importance to the theme than the style in this one. I hope you like it.