Wrecking Ball

All that I had used to tell myself,

Was that you gave me nothing but darkness,

The gifted darkness we shared.

I could add the back problems, the aches and pains, and the anxiety in,

But that just hurts me much more deeply than I give myself credit for,

The wrecking ball, that's all you are.

All you ever did was swing.

The damage of my life is on your shoulders to carry.

That's not just my own anymore.

I don't know how to apologize to this new version of you.

When all that I do is still carry around this hurt, the pain you caused.

I do not know how to understand you anymore.

You never once tried to understand me.

Maybe that is why you're not in my life anymore.

I hope that pain cuts you like a knife someday.

Chloe Rose Violet

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