What does the future hold for me?
I’m not sure
But I am sure of one thing
I will never be like you

The pain I feel because of you..
I will never let my kids feel
You knock me down then stab me
I never get a break

I sit in a ball crying wishing for it to stop
Wishing for the pain to stop
But it never does..
It just gets worse

I hate you
I ******* hate you.

Manipulator
Liar
Narcissist

My future doesn’t hold you in it
You are not in my future

Tho you think you are the worlds best mom
You Aren’t
You are far form it

The things you do don’t help me
You break me
You have shattered my heart into pieces
Pieces that can’t be put back together

The things you say to me
“Your selfish”
“Try harder”
“I miss the old you.”

You miss the old me?
Well your the one who killed her

The girl who loved
The girl who cared
The girl who wanted to live

She’s dead.
Because of you

I hate you
I ******* hate you

My future holds many things
But you..
You aren’t one of them
I hate you.

I bite.
Not with teeth.
with silence,
with sharp glances,
with walls built higher than your reach.

I’m not cruel.
I’m just tired
of being kind first
and torn apart second.

You call it attitude.
I call it armor.
Because being soft
never saved me.
It only made the fall hurt more.

So I speak less now.
Agree less.
Trust less.
I pull away before someone has the chance
to walk out first.

It’s not that I don’t want love.
I’ve learned that even “I care about you”
can come with conditions.
Even soft hands
can leave bruises
you can’t see.

I bite
because once,
I didn’t.
And it nearly broke me.

singing you to sleep
is the greatest privilege

to have someone dear
become witness to my music

an audience of one —
the only applause i need