You keep trying to break me, I won't let this take me.
I'm taking back control, won't fall back down that hole.
You chose to be gone, stop trying to make me a pawn.
Not gonna play into these sick games, how do you feel no shame?
Had no problem taking years, now all thats given is tears.
Refusing to be the one, who falls apart now its done.
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Author:
Travis Bower (
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- Published: July 4th, 2025 13:07
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Comments3
The games we play in relationships. This poem speaks to this. Very nice
The emotional and mental games we play to control another, this write they are taking back that control and playing anymore, enjoyed the read
I can sympathize with this. Nice work.
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