You finally did it
Got your way
Ran the gamut
And I’ve got to say
Here I sit
Blown away
You’ve taken a family
Torn it apart
Done so craftily
Ruined it from the start
Your game realized rapidly
But not in time to depart
What did you have to gain?
Was it worth the hurt?
How can you live with what you’ve done and still stay sane?
The energy you’ve had to exert
All that to prove that you can cause us pain
You won
You got your way
Now it’s done
You don’t have to stay
Just know that once you’re gone
You’ll always regret this day
About the Creator
Amanda Abbey
I love to read and review books...books take me to a happy place to escape the real world for just a little while. I also absolutely love to write poetry and tend to write most when I’m upset or stressed. It’s another form of escape for me.
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