This Account Is No Longer Needed.

This account is no longer needed,
To express or to concern.
This place is soon to be receeded,
Within the past I wish to burn.

My words are no longer of worth,
Where my heart lies no more.
Now is the time in which to birth,
Part of the child I once was before.

My time is no longer put to waste,
Checking a ghost's once active grave.
As put to rest the pains I've had face,
And within that it was myself I had to save.

I express myself in many ways,
But little does that show,
Through words aimed at one soul's gaze,
To whom I surely no longer know.

My words were a crime of passion,
Yet a victim to outbursts I cannot control.
To vent here in such a fashion,
Only partially filled that empty hole.

Through much effort and self-reflection,
I have come to understand something so clear...
I need to fully break from past pain's connection,
And that includes my reasons for posting here.

So to whom may read this please note,
This is the first in which is written just for me.
Written for the writer with so many overwhelming thoughts afloat,
Cutting further ties are to help me feel just a little more free.

I have always written here for someone else's smile,
That's why I made ZozoMonkey, it wasn't for my joy.
And through all my love and distress shared with so much denial,
I have realised how little I meant, that I was merely a toy.

Such is this is why I'm done here,
Despite my enjoyment for writting.
I don't need a reminder of each tear,
Or what I thought was worth fighting.

I'd write poetry as a young kid,
Just in a small purple book.
I'd recite to myself yet keep my work hid,
Only to close friend and family did I let anyone look.

I am no longer that infant,
Although this last week she has reawoken...
Not to drag me back and forever to make me distant,
But to remind me of past joys which I long thought were broken.

So now to this I shall end my ramble.
End my work here and move on from my past.
What lays ahead in my future is for anyone to gamble,
But although I'll no longer post here, this poem will not be my last.