This Time Around

Last time he made me sick

Physically sick 

All the stress almost put me in the hospital

How did I get this way? How did I let myself get this way?

The break was good for us

I reconstructed my wall and he

Found a new girl.

It was good.

Everything has changed, I'm not afraid of him this time around

He has lost all his control.

I am free

Reviews

[Jamestown]

Freedom is good, PTL! I liked this poem, thanks for sharing,.

[SleeplessVolcano]

Stirring writing! however, ironically, sometimes those walls we build for protection might be the same ones hurting us in future again.....