personal space
all that time wasted
worrying & waiting
for you to love me
I spent so much time
precious time, pining
for Prince Charming
he wasn't you
moments
so many moments
forced down my throat
no I don't want your love
I don't want your half arsed opinion
on my love, or my life
approval
did I ever give you approval?
for you to treat me the way you did?
We were just kids
I was looking
for shelter & a kindred spirit
you were looking
for a part time punch bag
innocence lost
in place full of strangers
where I clung onto
a sense of belonging
which was never there
I was too good for you
for the people surrounding you
I wanted so much more from life
I could never be a scrub
my nature turned
with the swing of your hand
and the grind of the knife
I'm so much wiser now
I got my battle scars
The glass ain't half full and in my face
A real man doesn't give
with taste of his seed
and ache of your fist in my face
in your kindest moment
you gave me no choice
but to reclaim happiness
with an open door
a messy goodbye
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