Suffocation
This is how I see you.
This is how you suffocate me,
time after time.
Slowly killing my spirit,
like there are dozens more,
left inside of me.
Well, I have to break it to you,
it ain't me anymore.
You're talking to a void.
An empty corpse.
One you created yourself,
with your manipulations and your ways.
Just stay the hell away from me.
Let others finish the work for you.
Leave a little hate inside of me,
spend on others, instead of
an obese bitch
You may have created me,
but others will finish,
the work you've started.
And then I will be sane again,
and I will watch you suffering.
This is how I see it.
papilion, vrouw, 40 jaar
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