You came and sucker punched me
This was never a fair fight to begin with
You bullied me
Had me thinking you were gone and you just popped up out of
This just isn't fair
You are weak as s*** for pulling out my hair!
You abused me mentally and physically
Had me afraid to face the truth, afraid to face the reality
of me, had me searching deep within myself for my inner
beauty... Because I could not dare to see a reflection in a
mirror that no longer looked like me
No matter how hard I fought, even when I did not have the
strength to. Even when my family and friends wanted to
support me, walk for me, wear pride for me, a part of them
died with me because I just could not do this anymore.
Something that started off so small...
Ended up being the biggest thing in my life...
I really don't know what I did to deserve this...
I dream of color...
Is what will represent me when I no longer exist....
I hate you
You son of a b****!!
What Was Your Inspiration Behind Writing Your Poem?
I have a few friends who are struggling with cancer, and my coworker's husband just passed away.
Its a terrible disease.