It's Over!
I'm bipolar.
Schizophrenic.
Indecisive.
Plain mad!
Disgusted at the stifled complacency I had.
This needs to end.
I love you no more.
I cannot bear to stay with
someone I cannot adore.
I'm not picking on little flaws
Or swooning under infatuation.
Our phyiscal relationship is not the cause,
My mental state causes agitation.
I examine you and feel disgust.
To exit your life is a must.
You liberated me once
But I can do it again
And this time not need a prince
To not act inane.
I'll do it I swear;
Just one lets time lets fly
Without you I will fair,
Our time soon will die.
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