Healing.
Easier said then done.
I wish I could be done mourning
Be done going through the
grief
But you hurt me.
You hurt me in ways
I didn't even know were
possible
You couldn't be with me when
I was depressed
But unfortunately
sadness and challenges
are part of life
I wasn't worth that to you
You didn't see me as
something worth
fighting for
And I think that cuts me the deepest.
The way you blame me for
what I can't control
and deeming me unlovable
You belittled all that I am
to conditions I never asked for
You told me it was okay to
seek refuge in you
when you secretly resented
me for it
And I don't even know
what to think of this.
Because you can't have it both ways.
I don't know what to believe
or even what questions I will never
be able to ask
And because of this uncertainty
you have made things
harder for me
But things are never impossible
and one day,
I'll wake up
and I won't even think of you
Healing.
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