This isn't a poem its a statement
This isn’t a poem its a statement
I’m done writing love poems about you
I’m done crying and wasting energy on you
I’m done blaming myself for what happened
I apologized and then fought for you like hell
I call that even
I’m done praising you as this perfect person who does no wrong
Because you hurt me like hell
But now I’m beginning to accept what has happen
So after everything is said and all the crying is done and
The heart begins to heal what’s been broken
I look up and look around pitch myself scream and shout
I tell myself I might just make it
I laugh and smile and say it a little louder
I Might Just Make It
Although it still hurts and the finish line is nowhere in sight
I begin to believe that I might just make it
I tell myself don’t rush it
Just put one foot in front of the other and
One day I will look back and all this will just be a distance memory.....
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