Written by: Stephanie J.
Dedicated to Jason Frey on 9-15-00 Back to my poems page
Today was the last day,
the final cut,
the last straw.
You've hurt me one time too many,
one time too harsh.
Your words froze me like a victims last thoughts,
your actions burned me to flakes of ashes.
I am no more yours to hurt .
No longer yours to torment,
no longer will I remain enduring the abuse.
So many years I've spent left crying.
So many years thoughts of wondering how it'd be to die.
Now I'm finally dead, inside.
Your power over me...
...GONE...
My hate towards you...
...NON-EXISTENT...
My hate for living...
...DECEASED...
I have finally built my manor up,
the serfs of Todd's love have worked to perfection.
It has settled,
my hate has subsided.
But my anguish still remains from your malicious love.
You had worn me down,
You held my yearn for life.
But never more,
down inside you,
surely there is still a will to love,
but not a will to be loved,
not by you anyway.
I guess it'd be nice...
but that's not where my satisfaction lies.
depression is not foreign to me
but now, love seems to be.
I just wish you could also experience,
something you never obtained yourself.
SELF-CONFIDENCE.
Without that, you've found pleasures in degrading others.
ruining the innocent.
denying truths, facts and proven realities.
I'll give you credit where it's due
and if you're destruction is where your hard work lies,
CONGRADULATIONS!
you've smashed someone, who at the time,
thought they were zero,
because that's what you made me believe.
The pain inside me aches, but not because of your misguidance, or absence
but because of your misdirection of love.
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