I’m getting closer.
To Packing & leaving.
It’s about time
The rain slows down.
For so long I Yelped.
I’ve cried so hard.
Ignored & left to drown.
In my own tears
Caused by they who I call dear.

I’m getting closer
To packaging & leaving .
I used to always hold back.
Said I’m done but always turned back to get hurt all over.
“I’m sorry, il change, 1 last chance”
Was a song that played all throughout my 6yrs of so called “inlove”.

I’m getting closer.
To feeling what
I’m supposed to feel.
To do what’s right & stop my tears.
To agreeing & realizing .
I don’t deserve All this negativity
I’m understanding that I’m wrong for always staying.


I love him.
So much.
It’s not fair that I’ve shown loyalty
That I’ve hurt so much
It’s only right for me to go
& say “I’m done”
To be told “ you never loved me”.
For the script to flip from
Victim to bully.
I’ve been Soo ******* good.
I’m betrayed.
After so many time
s of being played?
I decide to Finally act on my sadness.
What I’m supposed to do.
Stand up for myself .
What happens ?
The bully plays the victim .
I’m then seen as the biggest ***** and bad ****** girl friend.
For what ?
Standing up for myself.
I’m always faulted and bashed  when I act out on something that hurt me .
His actions of betrayal
Must be forgiven.
My actions on feeling hurt
Are seen deceiving