light everything on fire, for the crimes he has done to me. Send him to god to explain his affairs, the lies, the deception, fraud not ever being known to repair. Zip the laces, the buttons and ties of a wedding dress I was never able to wear — watch me run through mud the way you ran me so deep into the ground; suffocating me with soil and filling my head with ‘I’ll take care of you’ symphonies. the last thing I wish I could ever say to you is just how much I hate you. I hate that I fell in love with and let you ruin me along the way; the things I adored no longer recognizable to my hands and fingers. I am bitter,
I am hurt
light everything on fire for the sins that finally emerged.
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Author:
Her (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: August 29th, 2021 08:21
- Category: Love
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Comments1
'the things I adored
no longer recognizable to my hands and fingers.
I am bitter,
I am hurt'..
it sounds as though, you're fully justified
all you need do, is insure these words
are incorporated as part of your
self-healing journey;
that way, you'll insure the pain gifted to you
will fuel your phoenix, re-emergence and evolution
sadly, life is full of inevitable suffering
but mercifully, its rewards are multiplicative
keep believing in yourself
never settle for toxic companionship, break-free
from those choices that perpetuate those harmful cycles;
I genuinely hope you find, your better
keep inking your rage, if it helps
and if this write, was purely an artistic depiction
then more power, to your capacity to imitate yet still
voice pain, so relatable..
thanks for choosing to share
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