it's all over

finally.


the games. the mental terror. the inprisonment. the stress. the distrust. the pain. the headaches. the pressure. the lust. the artificial love. the bullying. the control. the power. the putdowns. the letdowns. the lies.


i have free'd myself from you.
you have broken me into a million little pieces.
you may have just killed me but you're not going to bury me.


i tried so hard to give you so many chances, to make so many excuses for you in hopes you would change.
5 months later and you're still the same psycho, controlling person that i met on the bus gradnight.
i had hopes that you were a bad boy i could change, but only God can change you not me.
so i'm leaving for my own good, i want to give you all the chances in the world but i've run out of them.
but one day you'll wake up and see, that i'm gone from your life and it will kill you.
and i will be myself again alive and walking just fine.

i've always wanted to be in a long relationship, but i never in a million years would've pictured it like this.
this is no where near love. i'm not sure exactly what it is.

you don't have my heart, you just have my sympathy.


and this baby was never a mistake, but having it with you was.