I am done with you foreverA Poem by Heather
What the F**k happened
I gave a choice to become your friend You chose to back out and not consider what I have done for you You can't even hold a decent conversation with me Do you have any f*****g idea how much that hurts me You have mentally and emotionally abused me I can't believe you I will never love or miss you any more I am better off without you I have known you for what seems most of my life I love everyone in your family except you Never think that I will fall into your trap I cry myself to sleep whenever I see you because I can't understand what I have done Am I not important? On my birthday three guys came: my cousin and my two best guy friends ever You never wished me a happy birthday You never do When I begged you to come and celebrate my sweet sixteen with me because its a special day, You made so many excuses You know why they came? Because I mean something to them and they are important You don't give a s**t You have no idea how long I've wanted to confront you I am not about to jeopardize our parents's friendship You have turned your back on me for many years now You are never engaged in anything I talk about any more But did you know, I'm the only one putting the effort of holding on to what I saw that would still have a chance You don't have a heart to care about me and see what you have put me through all these years You don't know the real me because I have hidden it from the day I saw you changed In Blue Mountain, When I got hurt, You stood there laughing and didn't bother helping me take the boot off In the summer when our friends came from Abu Dhabi, You chose to only take the guy and wanted the girl and me to stay home to babysit the eight-year old boys When you guys came back, the guy was really feeling bad noticing we had no fun He was a gentleman because he did say that we shouldn't have stayed home You in your sick twisted mind, We wouldn't be fun to be with Its not like we were going to bug you You don't deserve any woman just from knowing the way you have treated me There was a game we used to play You were boss and you let the two eight year-old boys physically hurt me The little ones are exceptions because they copied the way you abused me My love life has never affected you in any way and yet That is the only thing you can come up with to talk to me about? You will have no idea how many times I have wanted to harm myself from what you have done to me
© 2012 HeatherReviews
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