Going Home
I was happy without you.
My man was kind to me.
And we had fun together,
we were best friends before you came.
And no one asked you to come.
No one wanted you to come.
My man and I didn't do anything to you,
there was no reason for you to take me,
no reason for you to starve me,
and beat me every day.
Why you steal me just to watch me die,
I have no idea.
So I am going to leave you,
I am going to let fend for yourself,
and be alone because you deserve it.
You are horrible and should never have been born.
Maybe you wont take any more dogs from their home,
maybe you wont break they're spirit like you broke mine,
and maybe you will.
Maybe you will change.
Maybe you will say sorry for killing my spirit,
but even if you did,
I won't believe you.
And if you ever come near my man and I,
I will kill your spirit.
So you can go beat yourself,
but you are not going to beat me.
Now I am going home,
and you can't stop me.
Copyright © Jill Spitz | Year Posted 2012
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