I am not an abuse victims toy
You can't push me. You can't pull me.
I will not be broken by your lies,
By you looking me in the eyes saying
"It wasn't me"
I am a person not a possession in which you have custody.
You can't control who I am, what I say, or who I love.
Years from now you will wish you could have someone as amazing as me in your company, Let alone your arms.
But because of your perpetual petty possessiveness, you will never again pull.
Only push.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry stuff.
PoetryJust my personal ramblings and stuff, I usually never share this stuff but I'm like 99% anon on here so why not? Most of it is just freeform and doesn't rhyme and pertains to my personal life, so yeah.
