Test.

I wanted gold but got coal instead, desired diamonds but you silenced me with slices of bread.  I asked for the world because I deserved it on a silver platter, you chose to disregard my demands, distracting me with idle chatter.  I learned to expect nothing so that I would appreciate everything, feeling entitled only increased my suffering.  Burdened by wants that centred on material goods, rotted my heart like termites feeding on wood.   I had to accept that rubies and rhinestones could never replace the attention that I so desperately craved. Little blue boxes or blue diamond pills were no match for the thrill of being fulfilled.  Swept away by the superficial which eventually lost their ability to impress as I lost sight of my self-respect, turning around to retrace my steps.  I silently slipped by the moments in our past where I felt bereft, the same moments I repressed my sadness convincing myself I was content.  I traipsed past the torment that turned me into this subdued version of me, the same terror that made me settle by assuming that I was happy.  Liberty deferred for promises of trips around the globe, as though I was a bare naked doll that needed to be clothed.  You can keep your sorrow, invest in your own guilt, as I work quickly to remove every brick by boring brick of the house that your false promises built. Deserted like the Sahara, Mojave or Gobi, you claimed to love me, yet like rain, your absence proved you were not meant for me.  I thought you were a jewel though you  were hardly even a gem, as common as copper pennies that are now condemned.  Obsolete now, you took your leave long before I let go, so I must rebuild my walls, you will burn like the heat from a thousand suns from my success.  I will not look back, never, as I learn to accept that this was all just a test.