The beginning of this story doesn't even matter anymore,
it's been spoken so many times.
It only matters how it makes me feel,
and what I do about it.
I used to feel like I was drowning
but now I finally feel free.
I'm no longer in the shadows of my doubt,
and the shackles of all my old lies.
Everything's out in the open,
everyone knows what happened.
There's your side and mine,
and the side of the truth.
I now hold hands with the truth,
while you hold hands with the devil.
All the evil things that you have done;
the freedoms that it's given me.
I haven't thought of you in so long;
I don't know how you got my number.
I never wanted you to contact me
but I'm glad I was able to say what I needed to.
I don't know what else I have to do.
I thought I made this painfully clear.
I DO NOT FORGIVE YOU.
YOU WILL NOT COME BACK IN MY LIFE
A/N This is mostly a rant but you can tell me how I could show more emotion. It was really difficult to put this onto paper. I couldn't think of any words that fit how I was feeling. My mom decided to text me this week trying to get me to forgive her for everything that she has done. She wants to get back in my life and I won't let her. My dad's also been trying to get me to forgive my brother lately but I won't do that either. I've come a long way from where I used to be when I first got out of my mothers house.
EDIT. I've made a few small grammatical edits.