I closed the door
Leaned back the seat
And put my feet up on the dashYou tried to talk to me
But I was silent
I realized I've been holding backSmall talk turns to how I'm doing
I start crying uncontrollably
Letting you see the vulnerable side of meWhat you don't know
Is those tears are your savior
The represent the frustrating truthThough I wish I could tell you
The pain and hurt that you've caused
My lips always refuse to moveI want to yell at you
Tell you horrible things
I want you to know one ounce of this painYou tell me you're going through it
As if you aren't the cause of all the pain
You really don't care how I've been doingAs my eyes blink slowly
And the tears descend
I realize that it's the endI'll never say it to you
Though I probably deserve to
I care too much for your self worthI'm not that girl anymore
The one who's voice went hoarse
From screaming the nastiest wordsThat's lucky for you though
Because what you did was horrible
And you deserve to listen and knowThough I may not get justice
I will get to heal
Onto life's next appealBetween myself and I
For the record though
What you did was unspeakable
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Frozen Feelings
PoetryThis book outlines the pain I experienced in my past and the things that I look back on. These are my greatest fears and worst moments. I'm not writing this for the public, but for myself