Dearest Blank,

While I’ve taken the long, hard road

You’ve lain low and wallowed in your sorrows

While I’ve worked so hard to get things right

You’ve complained about being kept late at night

While I’ve given away every part of myself

You’ve helped yourself to more than your share

While I’ve screamed and cried over hurt and loss

You’ve watched and worked to make the pain worse

While I’ve cut myself and my life to ribbons

You’ve painted with the blood and sold me for a living

While I’ve tried and tried to be better than I am

You’ve always stayed the same and played your game

While I’ve said goodbye and leave me be

You’ve said no and what could you be without me

While I’ve already walked away from this life for the best

You’ve stood gaping and thinking what you’ll do next

While I’ve started to find the new me

You’ve gone crazy

While I’ve become the one I’m meant to be

You’ve become nothing more than a memory

Not one that I fondly hold

But one that’s twisted and cold

I hope that you’ve moved on and changed you ways

But I’ve grown and the old me is gone

Now on to better company and better days

Forever my own, AS