So, it’s come down to this.
I never thought you’d be the reason,
I’d learn to hate myself.
I’m the reason…
I’m the cause…
Because nothing is ever your fault!
~
Let’s take a seat
Let’s have this conversation
About how I’m the psychopath
About how I’m the one who needs fixing
About how you’re never to blame
~
Words elude me
As I sit and listen to your toxic energy
Anger boils inside of me
As you spew this hate
But I’m the one who needs help
I’m the one who’s on too many meds
I’m the one who’s the alcoholic
I’m the one who needs to get better
~
Fuck you!
I don’t have to take this pain anymore
I don’t have to listen to you
I don’t need you
~
Sure,
Maybe I need some help
But not from you
Maybe I need my therapist
At least I won’t need you
My world
My life
Can finally revolve around me
And that’s okay.
~
There’s nothing left for you here
What compassion and empathy I had for you is gone
You’ll never be in control of me again.
I never thought I’d feel this much hate
I never thought I’d want to say goodbye
More than in this moment
There’s so much anger inside of me
So much pain and hurt that you caused.
That you’ll never admit
You’re the reason for my hate.
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Alisha Wilkins ✒️🦋🖋️
Come sit with me awhile. Writing is my favorite kind of magic—conjuring dark worlds, forbidden souls, and stories that haunt long after the last page. Lately, I’ve wandered deeper into psychology, the mind, and the shadows within us all...
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