Over You

You left me for another

to tell me

you did not bother

Garbage is how i feel

You just throw me out

With the harsh kick of your heel

I come following back

like a newborn puppy

You pretend with care in which you lack

Needless to say

I don't need you anymore

In the end it will be you that will pay

Revenge is in my blood

No need to fight

I will find your heart and stain it in filthy mud

Similar to a fairy tale

I transform and become as one

My strength and beauty will make you turn pale

When the day comes where you crawl back begging on your knees

I will treat you like trash

Light you on fire if u please

Allow you to suffer the pain i went through

I will smile and walk away

Because i finally accomplished what i needed

And that was to get over you


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Becca Taylor's picture

Hey! I can relate to this poem.. :P Thanks for posting

Chris Wong's picture

Ok girl. So mentally violent. You beat people up with your words. hehe... It does feel good to be victorious.