And sometimes I can’t help but stare at my gun
But there is no guarantee that I get it right the first time
I want it to be the only time.
You just took them
Poisoned them
I knew it would be a waiting game but I’m just so tired
I don’t want to care anyone more
You stole them
Moved them away without a word
I will likely never see them again
I so tired of hating you.
I’m so tired of you trying to my manipulate me.
I am free of you but I’ve lost a huge part of life.
You will never again dictate my relationships or have a say in my life.
I don’t care that you won’t be there
but it hurts
I will conquer the world and you don’t deserve to see it.
But I won’t be able to share any of it with them.
I won’t be able to see their lives because of you
and I will never forgive you for that.
You truly are despicable to me
Your existence disgusts me
And this isn’t even the end
Though sometimes I can’t but stare at my gun
But there is no guarantee that I get it right the first time
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