Vindictive
Skidded knees and painful lies,How am I suppose to grow up like this?
I'm remembering everything I swore I wouldn't.
The images make old blood boil,
The telling signs of anger,
You have long forgotten,
Revenge, I've never been one
For such a thing.
These ripples have made the waves
I'm caught in now,
Propped up by useless promises,
A puppet for your controlling,
I've shattered the limits I set
A long time ago,
Your strings replacing my hopes,
Your venemous words replacing
My long lost faith,
I've never felt so vindictive as I do now,
Now that I'm free.
~Kaitlin Platti~
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