Someone like you who treats and says these things to me does not deserve me or my kindness
No one else I know would describe me the way you do
The torcher I put my self through to get this far can’t be taken away by someone and something I don’t love
What have you given up?
I gave you my life
You ask for more
I hate you
But I’m sorry about it
You say I need help..
I think your wrong
You need help
You can say and do so much bad…
I won’t because I’m kinder than you will ever be
You say things to me that i couldn’t even say to a stranger
because its low, easy, unkind
I argue with grace
You argue like a child
Did I ever not use an ‘i’ statement?
Because I don't think you used one once
You ask questions of which you know the answer, then get mad at the answer
You degrade my life
You tell me i’m doing it wrong
But with out you in the equation
My life is exactly where i want it to be
I hate you
But I’m sorry about it
I have become dependent on my friends because I can’t come to you any more
Your not my friend
I have high standards for friends
I’m sorry but you don’t meet these standards
The anger i feel for you will never go away
I couldn't forget what you did
Even if you were perfect forever more I still wouldn’t forget
You lash out and leave when things get hard
You don’t stick around to solve anything
You just ignore and forget
It's too bad the magic between us is gone
Because it's like you think the issues can be taken away with unrealistic power
I deserve better
Im strong
Im the best
I hate you
And I’m not sorry about it
A powerful poem where you take back your power........
I truly enjoyed it but I think you really should rethink the part where you say
I'm perfect I think that comes off as arrogant as nobody is perfect and you might be able to find a more suitable word to use to describe yourself like pure hearted or some such. You also have several grammatical errors that repeat and if you like I can point them out privately for you but truly I enjoyed this poem. I hope writing it helped you. That is one of the big plusses of being a poetess. We can write away our anger and pain. Oh and welcome to PP our big little community. Share some more poems........ Sincerely, Melissa Lundeen.
P.S. Oh and by the way, you are a beautiful girl you can do a hell of a lot better than that bozo you described.