Rest in peace to my heart
that has been ripped apart
time after time.
Chance after chance
that I gave you was only another
brutal gash to my heart,
causing blood to surge out of my chest
and slowing the rhythmic beat
within every slash that I unbearably took.
What we had were only unspoken promises
that were meant to be
destroyed and disintegrated.
Knowing I’d have faith,
you knew I would always take your bait
only to have that same bullet ricochet
off of my heart,
to my soul.
Always willing to take that risk but I am done. Because no matter how many times I fall,
you will never catch me.
I will not sink but prosper.
The only option is getting stronger,
because I am resting in peace.

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