Monday, June 17, 2013

This is not poetry. This is therapy.

I wish you would quit punishing me
for doing what I had to do
to save my own life.

Two years putting you first until
one day I put me first
and you freak out.

All this space in my mind you're
taking up, paying no rent.
I need to evict you.

Everything you claim
about yourself, so proud,
you've proven untrue.

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