This is an open letter to the people who have fucked me over.
Who gave you the right to hurt me?
No, I'm not kidding.
What damn power of the universe gave you, a little asshole who couldn't say jack shit to my face that fucking right.
Who gave you the right to make me question my own feelings?
Who gave you the right to break my heart?
Who gave you the right to tell me I couldn't have suicidal thoughts?
Who have you the right to lie to my face?
Who?
Don't be shy I'm waiting?
Give me a new excuse.
Give me a reason I should forgive you.
Give me your latest reason why I should let you back into my life.
Go ahead.
YOU ARE READING
just a few poems
PoetryI write poems as a journaling type thing so I thought I might as well just post some old ones here. yes, I do know they are absolute garbage lol.
