Sick of the threats and lies
Sick of the tears dripping from my eyes
Sick of the wanting and the pain
Your actions left me with nothing to gain
I use to love and cherish you
Now I hope you feel the same pain too
Anger turns to resentment and regret
All due to promises you never met
You said you needed and loved me
But years of abuse is all I see
I have learned you did not care
That we were not meant to be a pair
I hope you feel my hate
You can't turn back its too late
To late to be my friend and lover
Get out of my life the game is over
YOU ARE READING
My poetry
PoetryI write from my heart and from life experiences. I have a disabled son who was not expected to make it. Some are about him, some about a abusive situation I was in, some just love.
