Too Many
By: Sarah
I’ve been betrayed too many times,
Fed too many lines,
And given too many excuses
For all your abuses.
Pushed around for too many years
And swallowed too many fears.
I can’t take this any longer.
With every thought my doubt gets stronger.
When I tried to leave before
I never even made it out the door.
You kept me from leaving somehow,
But that won’t happen now.
You stood in the doorway today
Trying to block my way.
I said, “Goodbye,” and you wouldn’t understand.
You thought I was putty in your hand.
I gripped the knife for the comfort it could give.
I would have let you live,
But you couldn’t live without your toy.
You should have stepped aside boy
Instead of lunging for me.
Right into the knife you didn’t see.
You didn’t understand until it was too late.
I believe it was fate.
You’d still be alive if you accepted we were through.
Thankfully you didn’t because I enjoyed killing you.















Devious Comments
Some minor flow issues, but w/e
Awsome poem
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"Only when you cannot take something back do you begin to doubt the inital idea"-Forced Redemption [link]
Sarah
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