Stop

Stop, get out of my thoughts.

Get out of my mind.

I pushed you out for a reason.

I block your name out at the thought.

I still can’t help but flinch when I hear your name.

You destroyed me and Im slowly picking the pieces up.

I said stop.

You don’t have permission to hurt me anymore.

You still continue too.

Stop.

I said stop.

I said quit.

I finally said I was done.

Stop trying to have someone check in on me.

Stop trying to still involve yourself in my life even though you left me.

You hurt me and yet you still affect me.

You still see me and try to be with me in my life.

Just let me move on and let me be.

As much as I don’t want to admit, but you win.

You tore me apart the day you broke me.

Now all I am here is left picking up the pieces.

As you go and be free.

Damn, I wish that was me.

Stop.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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