The tears have finally dried and I am thirstiest for revenge

you wanted control so I held back my opinion
you wanted my attention so I gave up all my friends
you wanted obedience so I stayed silent
then you wanted my tears so I cried the whole sea
I tried to aspire to the perfection of how you wanted me
so I handed over years of my life decades even
but in the end what you wanted was never really me

The only way to heal from your parents is to forgive them then when you forgive them you have to realize that there was nothing to forgive


No one's perfect

They said to write about my life

I took a pen

And wrote your name

I learned the hard way that there were consequences for my choices I woke up every morning for 9 months feeling the weight of that consequences

If the butterflies and the seasons can change
why can't I?

I have exhausted myself of watering these eyes with tears
But am thirstiest for revenge

This use to be a love poem  
I thought I had men figured out
the world was promising back then

like a white horse galloping in
a prince rescued me from my doubts
this use to be a love poem  

My body shook with kiss and sin
a man and woman paradise
the world was promising back then

All good things, they come at a price
was it worth what we fought about?
this use to be a love poem

In my head again and again
I smell his scent on me it's nice
The world was promising back then

I don't grin, my eyes are worn thin
I grow older and go without
this use to be a love poem
the world was promising back then

That's the thing about betrayal. It never comes from your enemies ...no
Betrayal can only come from a trusted friend 🧡

And there were others it's true
But there's been no one
....no one
since you

Little red Riding hood was not afraid of the big bad wolf
She was the werewolf

Little red Riding hood walked along the trail basket in hand

  Turn back now! It's dangerous said a man

He passed by when little red Riding hood replied: Iam the danger

The grass is not greener on the other side
The grass is greener because I watered it

If you pluck all the petals can it still be called a flower?