Powerless

Thinking of you used to fill me with heartache;

earth-shattering heartbreak from the daggers that were your words.

I was collateral damage,

and you were haunted by your demons.

My identity was stolen,

my soul was crushed;

thoughts of you would always engulf me with sadness.

We were always complete madness,

weren’t we?

So many times I thought I had kicked you,

just like the bad habit you were;

until the next lonely night when you bulldozed your way into my head again.

I was damaged goods,

and there was no healing in sight.

Moving on was a myth to me;

I felt like I was trapped in this downward spiral for eternity,

but today I finally sit here in peace.

Long gone are the days where you take up space in my mind.

You are powerless.