UNTITLED

He thinks he controls me, but he doesn't.
He thinks I'll do anything he wants me to, but I wont.
I'm tired of him messing up my life.
I wish he would just go away, but he wont.
My life sucks enough already, but he just keeps making it worse.
I wish I could leave all my pain behind, but everytime I turn around he makes it worse.
He makes me remember every painful memory and he creates new ones.
I wish he would just leave me alone, but he enjoys seeing tears fall from my eyes.
Every scar he has left beneath my skin hurts worse with each and every passing day.
No one knows how much he hurts me, not even him.
One day I will go to a place where he will never be able to see or touch me again.
I will leave him to torture someone else, to forget about me.
He'll never be able to yell his negative words at me, and I'll finally be free.

written April 14, 2005