Last night I cried myself to sleep. I have cried myself to sleep many times. I have lost count. But this time was different.
I decided this was the last time I will cry over you.
You are no longer worth my tears.
You are no longer worth my energy.
You do not deserve my heart.
That power you had over me? Gone.
You are powerless against me. For I am a Phoenix who has risen from the ashes and reborn a new.
I will grieve for you. As anyone who has loved once and lost. But I will bury you in an unmarked grave.
You are undeserving of my love. My heart. My soul. My Devotion. My faithfulness.
No, you no longer have power over me.
I will smile again. And it will not be because of you. It will be because of me. Because I am free from you.
You will regret not keeping me when I wanted to stay. You will look for me in others but it will not be me. You will wish it was me.
You once had power over me...
But now....
You are powerless.
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Bed of Black Roses
Poetry"In my bed of black roses, I feel no sadness. I feel no pain. There is no more darkness. I feel.....at peace." -Manie Personal thoughts of a dark soul.
