Rage
I'm lost, but I'm still breathingRefusing to receive,
the fake love that you force upon me,
The love I can't believe.
Forgetting all our memories
Because they make me sick.
No longer will I fall
For your masochistic tricks.
Reaching for your heart
pulling out black.
Feeling where mine used to be
Before you made it crack.
Shattered pieces, picking them up,
trying to put them together again.
All my efforts wasted
On a life that's full of sin.
Might be lost, but still strong
Because I learned that from you.
Standing up while your pushing
trying to make me fall through.
My limits are pushed, fists balled
I won't take this anymore.
My broken heart still beats
Even though you make it sore.
No longer needing your fake love,
I'm stronger than that now.
I know I'm going to make it through,
I just don't know how.
By: Brandi Deacon
2010
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