I'm Done With...You

by Lydia   Oct 31, 2006


My punishments led me to rage.
I have lost my game.
Reaching for a hand to pull me out,
But I feel no grip.
I'm listening for the kindest voice,
to say everything wll be okay.
But there's not even the slightest sound.
So I cry 'till I fall to the ground coughing up my soul.
Laugh all you want, I will despise you forever.
If he can't change how I feel, nothing, not you will.

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