Have you ever fell to your knees,
With tears threating to fall,
Trying, begging, pleading,
For the one person you thought would ever love you to stay?
Pleading to do anything,
Change your ways,
Habits,
Life,
Anything just to get them to fucking stay.
They watch in pitty and then are glad to have you wrapped around their god damn finger. Dehumanizing you in ways you may not know they did.
Well fuck that, stand your bad ass self up.
Wipe away your god damn tears.
Hold your head up in pride,
Then tell them to fuck them selves for you are better than that, better than them.
Learn your value, learn your worth and don't you dare fall into a shitty persons arms who won't even catch you.
YOU ARE READING
I have lived, died, survived
PoetryI've had no courage to write before now, even in a drunken state I'm terrified of expressing such deep emotions I've felt and experienced. yet I do so, I must tell my story, even if it is in poems. These poems I wrote in distressed times, over time...
