This one is a little angrier than usual, but it shows how I've had enough of being pushed around and how I gathered up the courage to take a stand and rise against those who've wronged me.
All my life, I've always been one to sit around and tough it out;
but not anymore!
I'm tired of being stepped on, walked on and ignored.
You've heard and caused my weakened whimpers,
now prepare to hear me roar!
You've done absolutely nothing for me,
except insult, hurt, and left me to deal
with the mess that you've brought;
It's my turn now!
You think you're coming out alive,
I promise you you're not.
You'l realize I'm not kidding
when I leave you there to rot.
I tried to make this easy, but
you wanna make it harder.
It's just gonna be more painful for you,
the more you try to beg and barter.
You say I've turned into a heartless monster,
and honestly that stings.
Ha! Just kidding!
I don't feel a thing.
Not a damn thing.
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Words From a Broken Soul
PoetryThis is stuff I wrote when I had deep moments of depression, inspiration, pain, and what I wrote to keep myself from relapsing. This is an inside look to my inner-self. Enjoy it and make sure to leave me feedback!
