15th Poem
The Saltiest Poem
You're never going to care.
Not as long as you can.
You're never going to give in,
even when I have the upper hand.
I keep trying to kill you,
but you always survive.
And I keep saying I'm fine,
but am I really fine?
And I'm lost for words,
because you drained me out.
I struggle to not scream,
but you rarely shout.
I try to confront the problem,
but you're just washed of shame.
Even when witnesses stand against you,
you'll never take the blame.
And I'm not going to try to make it better.
Because I'm done. I'm really, really done
I'm not jumping back into your child's play.
Because sweetheart, I've grown up.
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