Done.
I’m tired of fighting,
I’m over being strong.
I’m over the pain.
The heartache,
The stress,
The memories.
You’ve hurt me,
You’ve made me, who I am,
You’ve destroyed what mattered most.
Because of you I can’t be me,
Because of you I’ve had to grow up fast,
Because of you I’m broken.
I’m done.
I’m over being strong.
I’m over the pain.
The heartache,
The stress,
The memories.
You’ve hurt me,
You’ve made me, who I am,
You’ve destroyed what mattered most.
Because of you I can’t be me,
Because of you I’ve had to grow up fast,
Because of you I’m broken.
I’m done.
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My first poem, I'm not very good, i know that but let me know what you think : )x