Golden
I wish that you felt the wincing pain you put me through.
I wish you cleaned my sheets and floors after the blood you caused me.
I wish you paid my phone bills from texting begging you for answers.
I wish you had to undress everyday and see scars covering your body, like I do.
I wish you had to watch me live my life perfectly fine.
I wish you were the one who broke into pieces, not me.
Copyright © Nicole Poet | Year Posted 2017
|