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It's Time
It’s time I rid my life
of the burden I call you.
Like a parasite you thrive,
you devour and deprive
letting nothing survive....
It’s just what you do.
But how can you see no wrong
in the wrong that you wreak?
How do you molest the strong,
yet detest the weak?
I've become sickened by
your self-centered greed,
no longer will I cater
to your every little need.
I’ve always been the one,
the loyal bitch by your side.
Always the shelter
where your weakness could hide.
And I’ve always been the one,
the only one who tried.
Always the one
you always denied....
Well, I'm sick of all the hurting,
sick of this pain...
sick of the pointless tears I cry.
And I’m sick of never learning,
sick of this game...
sick of you feeding me lie after lie.
So I’m through....I’m finished,
I’ve had more than enough!
What was "love", diminished,
the flame has been snuffed.
It’s taken longer than it should
but now I can see...
For you, I’m just too good,
you don’t deserve me!
I refuse to keep trying
to be lovers, even friends.
And you won't see me crying
when this nightmare finally ends.
By, A.M.R.
