my throat is raw and sore from crying no tears
my eyes are watery but nothing falls
I need you to go.
I need you to leave.
you are holding me back
and I won't allow this to continue.
leave my life
and don't come back
until you're ready to treat me right.
I always give second chances
because of my soft heart
but a soft heart is always guarded by a ribcage wound by thorns.
be wary of my thorns
and know that I have the power to never see you again
I am taking my power back now.
the circle is forever
and I am not
so I will choose wisely who I surround myself with.
get out of my bubble
and come back if you're healed.
YOU ARE READING
sat by the ocean
Poetryphotos are not mine!!! caution: chapter two has an image of a real animal skull. just in case anybody would be uncomfy! (continued onto Laying By The Ocean)
