I am so tired of this, of you...
I mean this thing we call a relationship...
I am tired of the hurt, the pain the anger and regret...
4 long years I put into this only to hear bullsh*t from you in the end...
You said things to me that cut me to the core...
But then had the nerve to turn to me with your penis erect asking, begging me to allow you inside...
Deep down inside you would be, inside so deep I though when the act was over you had turned me inside out...left all my imperfections exposed, vulnerability became my friend...
I questioned the thing we had whether fact or fiction...my feelings were true indeed but your motives I questioned...
I was under your control, oh how submissive I became your puppet of sorts, but with no strings...
I had free will in this and I decided 2 stay...
Stay longer, cry harder, beat down your chest and door with fustration..
You enrage me, fill me with utter disgust...
Yet in still I remain....
What has become of me....
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