My personal weight
My little ex,
Remember when I said I hate that word?
I was wrong
I hate the sound of your name more.
You never sang me a serenade,
You bloodied my ears with your screams.
I blamed the world for drowning me,
Grasping to you for support,
You kept me afloat, I thought
You weighed me down
Your insecurities disguised as mine
Talking down to me as if I were a child,
I just stood there and took it.
Let you force your opinions down my throat
You made me believe it was my fault:
“I haven’t done anything wrong,” you said
“Keep making me feel like this and I’ll leave,” you threatened.
How was I so blind to your constant shelling of my feelings?
You’re a nuclear warhead
Full of anxiety
Just waiting for your next victim
So you can explode on your scapegoat.
You’re so low
I can’t believe I let you drag me down
So I’m on my way back up,
But before I go I’ll leave you with this:
I’m better off without you
You’ll be so sorry someday
And most of all, YOU NEVER DESERVED ME.