Sent To Voicemail

I know this map...
by heart... but
because of you I remain
lost...
you called out 
my name
and I
didn’t stop
I’ve walked this distorted
fucking path
with you
before…
I am not choosing 
that again
haha… 
not this time 
‘my friend’
I noticed you called me
then brushed it off,
and just
sent them to
voicemail…
I stayed busy on
purpose
kept my hands full
I worried
you were inside of
my head, I’m
thankful it was
just
narrated…
irritation…
you tried
to hurt me
again
I just
laughed it off…
I turned up the
fucking volume
’cause you wouldn’t
shut-the-fuck-up
covered my ears
I went to curse 
you out
but I bit my
tongue
and swallowed 
my words
I was done with
your shit
for the
night…
I turned the
blade inward…
made the wound
first
for my own satisfaction
so the
outcome stayed mine
I looked at the map, 
acted like it 
wasn’t wrong
made damn
sure
the points
didn’t direct
me…
to you…
I played dumb on
purpose
ignored all of
your
fucking
calls
I saw you were there
made sure to
avoid your
devious stare
I left
before
you could talk
to me
I didn’t
look back
I didn’t
slow…
down…
your fucking calls
continued going
unanswered...
I kept forward
movement...
I knew if I
stopped…
something would change
so I kept…
moving
without looking
back…
you made me bitter
to the core
I fucking
thought you
were my…
protection
you were blowing up
my phone
so… I
blocked your number
out of spite…
then I called it a night…

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