you ask me why I've changed
and I tell you that I'm tired,
but not tired of being nice.
I'm tired of giving my heart
away to selfish people. I'm tired
of getting it torn out of my
chest time and time again
where I have to scatter about
to find all the pieces again.
I cry over old memories of
people I once loved who
betrayed me. people who
betrayed my trust, my love,
and most importantly they
thought they could take all
of that away from me.
you can't hurt me anymore.
not like they have. so fire away,
but don't be surprised when
I'm standing before you with
a wall of people who chose
kindness over weakness. your
barrel is empty, my friend.
YOU ARE READING
𝙿𝙸𝙶𝙶𝚈𝙱𝙰𝙲𝙺 | 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝗿𝘁 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀
Random"I would have stayed with you forever. I would have been by your side to help walk into the path of our future. but I'm not done. nothing is ever that easy." these are going to be some stories to help with my writers block, as well as serve therapeu...
