end me
You cut me with your words,
They enter my skin as if it were normal.
I was used to this numbing feeling,
I was used to you breaking me multiple times,
I was used to taking the blame,
Even though you were the one in the wrong.
I was used to getting hurt,
I was used to you,
You, the person who decided to blame shit on me,
Because apparently, I was the perfect candidate to take your pain.
So, end me.
Take me out of this misery that you have inflicted on me.
Because I cannot bear to go on any longer with you treating me like this,
Treating me as if I were nothing to you.
But in the end, "I was everything to you,"
And when I left,
You realized you had fucked up,
And that's why it is now eating you up on the inside.
a.b.
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PoetryThis is my story- told through the thoughts I couldn't keep inside. A collection of moments, feelings, and truths I've learned to face and finally accept. These poems are pieces of me, shared for anyone who needs to feel less alone. If you're readin...
