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Sep 2015
and what i realized when i said this today was that
no, its not okay, no its not fine for me to even remotely allow
you to walk all over me like i am a doormat that you can
wipe your ***** shoes all over whenever the ground around you is
wet and causing you to sink,
no my dear friend i will not allow you to treat me like
i am just another girl who can have her heartbroken so easily
i promised myself that my heart wouldn't be so shaken without difficulty
and you will not be the one who takes my heart from my strong hands and
throws it on the ground to be stepped on with your ***** shoes.
no, I'm not sorry at all for how i feel about this situation,
because i am so ******* exhausted of being treated this way and
pretending that it doesn't hurt,
no i am so tired of pretending that none of this hurts,
because my god, it surely
does.

so no, its not okay, and it sure as hell is not fine.
pack up your bags, bud.
this "doormat" isn't for you.
R
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