Growing up she was taught the earth was sweet, and that
People were kind. As she grew older she found the deceptive
Ones were the people she trusted the most. the earth became
The only thing that could be relied upon. the fruit that grew from
The soil, couldn’t be any more bittersweet just like the life she
Was given.

All she ever knew was to give love freely, but that others would
Take it away like it meant nothing. chances would be given,
Excuses would be accepted. crying became a normal habit
Just the same as with eating and breathing. words spoken
Couldn’t heal the pain the pain that was hidden deep
Beneath the scares she bore.

Time passed, years slowly ticked by and her heart was in the same
Drought that would happen every summer in her town.
The reasons she believed in life and love became clear to
Her as she discovered her true self worth. The rotten berries
Were tossed into the garbage, just as her heart was by the
Ones who claimed to love her. She no longer hid the scars upon
Her but left them uncovered and open, proud that she
Became the person she needed to be for her own sake.

The struggles in life gave her lessons she needed,
The lies taught her to tread carefully in paths of those who
Claimed to be the sunrise and sunset in her skies.
The bad had turned to good, and the once good had turned into bad.
The memories she had would never be taken from her heart,
But it was time for a better start.

Go **** Yourself,
because I never will again.

Remember when I did though.
Remember all of it.
Remember my mouth, and how
good I am down south.

I hope you remember how
good it felt to
sexually assault me
Because for you
I will remain your Frustrated
Wankstain of a memory
I will remain a dream
you stole on borrowed time.

Because you definitely didn't deserve mine, or
me.
I currently feel So ******* Free

Truth is:
We accept the love we think we deserve
and you were ******* greedy

and I am ****** glorious
So, from now on, I'm gonna go ahead and use my love
on those who deserve it; including myself.
Fuckity-Bye, you abusive, manipulative, selfish arsewipe.
Have fun ******* yourself,
knowing that I did it better.

It may be Valentine's Day, but once again, I find no love, just salt.

You see,

I was taught at a young age,
You need to learn to love yourself before you can love anyone else.
Now a boy came along one day,
Made me believe in love myself.
But that love left me locked in a cage,
Unable to breathe, suffocating slowly,
Made to feel nothing but lonely.
I was trapped but not his only.
Just another doll on his shelf,
Not wanted and not needed, they say.
And I will never have a Valentine myself.
For one will ever stay.

I've become dependent and needy,

And it's all his fault.

Somedays are good,
Somedays are bad.
♦
Others will leave you,
Feeling quite sad
♣
But never forget,
At the end of the day.
♠
You're just a **** up,
**No matter what you say.