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Aug 2012
You want to play this game? Bring on the pain.
Because I’ve been there, done that. It’s always the same:

I’m “immature” and a “spoiled brat”,
You blame me for the life you have.
Push comes to shove it’s too **** bad.

The picture perfect life you lack
Has faded to black.

You’re alone now,
You cut all your ties--
You’re chilled to the bone anyhow.
You left without so much as a “goodbye”.

Now sit and suffer the consequences
Of your own actions
And leave me in peace.

The beating vessel in my chest
Literally aches. Yours does too, I’ll bet.
But I, unlike you, am without regret.

All this wear and tear could **** if I’d let
It. But that’s the beauty of it all:
I won’t answer misery’s call.

I’m done with these foolish games.
You can sit behind your computer screen
And judge me from 3,000 miles away.
That’s perfectly fine with me.

You don’t know the person I’ve become.
I picked up all your broken pieces,
And now I’m finally done.

The last straw
Has been laid.
The price? I’ve already paid:
Countless tears and 20 years of an empty ache.

Take all you misery out on me,
Go right ahead
(I’m not listening).

And when I lay in bed
I will sleep like a baby,
Knowing you caused your own pain
And thinking, just maybe,
You'll realize all your mistakes.
Too little, too late.
I’m done.
At one of the most devastating, pivotal moments in my life, I sat down at my computer and wrote this-- stream-of-consciousness . This is the most raw, emotional writing I've done to-date.
Casey Dandy
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Casey Dandy  29/F/New York
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