You were the reason, I stayed alive and the reason I keep going. You broke me and abused everything I once was. There's no way in hell, I will ever come crying and run back to you. I am so over the I'm broken and fix me act. Youre a fucking child who think being angry will fix all your problems, there's no slamming doors, no putting holes in wall, drowning in the bottle or smoking a pack. Stop putting your shit in a bottle and go to therapy to get help, so you can grow. Fucking let me go and stay your goodbyes to the person you once knew.
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PoetryHello, I don't write to inform you or to show you my life story. I write to show that you can move on from the past and let go. The only way you can move on it is to forgive yourself and the people who have hurt your soul. I write for the damaged, t...
