part 1

They you were filling me up with emptiness and despair

and i know that you wished that not a part of me even cared

But sometimes I have to grieve the old relationship in order to move past it sometimes I even have to cry to empty myself of this pain

there is peace in this breaking point and there is hope in cleansing myself of a relationship that cause me so much pain

I am turning into that girl that the poets love to write about

a mess plus a survivor wrapped all in to one

that is me