Stronger
Why did you come here?
Was it to gloat,was it to stare?
To take glee in the damage you did to me,
how could you do this?
How could you dare?
Now the damage has been done,
last words have been said.
Just get out of my life
and out of my head.
You used your poison,
concocted with spite.
Seeking retaliation,
looking for a fight.
You used me up, ran me down,
left me now quite ill,
but now with yearned for solitude,
become stronger
and tougher I will.
Copyright © Jenny Brewer | Year Posted 2014
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