Break Down

15 September 2010

You broke this heart of mine

But then protest when I respond, in kind

Hypocrite…I hate you I do, All said

You can’t stand what I did

Now that I’m happy

Torn free from your clutch

You recoil, poison, petty

And try to regain touch

Don’t you get it?

This reign is through

I’m very well over you

The shattering you did to me?

That is no more

I’m healing, albeit slowly

Now I’ve shown you the door

I no longer feel worthless

Though I feel insecure

I wish I didn’t know your good

So I could burn away that shore

The one I go to when my mind twists

In fear and pain, making lists

Wondering, doubting….keeping sacred

What can never be again….

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