Deep, pulsing anger
Thoughts that make me want
To scream, throw my hands
In the air and give in
But I never will because
I don’t want to be anything like him

He is a train wreck of a person
Never satisfied with the beautiful
Things that life has to offer
So he wandered far off the trail
And right into the monster’s arms
Forever trapped in its strong grip

He left behind images I can’t erase
In the wreckage that is my heart
His face contorted in an evil smile
Yelling at me for my flaws
As if he didn’t have any

I’m not the prettiest or the skinniest
But when I look in the mirror
I see beautiful, big brown eyes
And a girl who’s finally learning to
Smile again and who’s finally
Learning to love herself
For the first time in her life

He’s slowly dying while
I’m coming back to life again
Full of brimming emotions
Finally ready to be released

I’ve been judged, ridiculed, and beaten
By other’s opinions because of his actions
But go ahead and stare
It’s a lot to take in, I forgave
Forgiving is an easy way
To always get the last word

I’d like to thank him for disappointing me
He thought he was cutting me down
But he built me up, high into the sky
And everything I write is based
On a true story, thanks to his contribution

I haven’t reached my full potential yet
I still have more mountains to climb
And poems to construct and write
He should read it and weep
Because he lost the best thing he
Had in his life… me