Abuse

I'm bound by a secret 
and it's so hard not to tell
I'm bound by my regrets
The things I've done
or things I never will,
   It's like a constant push and pull
how pain made me a fool
how time elapsed
my heart clasped
and you destroyed everything
everything I stood for
and everything I had,
everything I fought for
and then made me look bad
    I tried to play the victim
but I was far to strong
you tried to plead innocent
because you said your never wrong,
they let you walk, a thousand miles
and stomp up to my door
but with two bullets and my gun
we wont fight anymore.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Rozario Avatar
July 25, 2012 at 12:23 AM
Deep write here...life can be a b!$@# but hang in there...NO GUN can solve your problems dear poet!!!
Meyer Avatar
July 24, 2012 at 7:58 PM
Very intense Nichole! If you are anything like me you'll find writing is the best therapy going! keep it up! x Peace Ruby
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