No More

I made up my mind I will no longer wait
And if you do come back to me it will be to late
I sat and thought and dreamt of you 
But I realize that dream will never come true
If only I could have been with you once again 
I wouldn't hurt everytime I say “he's just a friend”
Sometimes late at night, I can't help but cry
Because I do want you back that I can't deny
But why should I hurt myself more
If you don't give a damn
Why should I dress like a model
If you can't accept me for who I am
I have to move on and no longer be confused
Because everytime I kick it with you I feel used
So why wait for something that is not going to change 
I'm not going to play any more of your hurtful games
So I quit, I give up, I can't take this no more
You had the key to my heart 
But I changed the locks on the door
I'm tired, i'm hurt, i'm broken, i'm bruised
I love you but no longer will I allow myself to get abused
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Mcconnell Avatar
November 21, 2018 at 7:45 AM
Great piece KP, such great imagery and insightful thought. Well done
Krutsinger Avatar
November 21, 2018 at 6:05 AM
"But I changed the locks on the door I'm tired, i'm hurt, i'm broken, i'm bruised" this is so telling, it is rather sad that you love who you love who you love, isn't it? Your poetry is HONEST and refreshing, Princess.
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