I do not need you messing with my head

Because in my heart you’re long gone and dead.

You took someone with a different name,

But two can play at that game,

I can let him have me

For your eyes to see.

So fuck you

For what you reduced me to

I’ll look back in five years

And smile at my wasted tears.

I will no longer feel shitty

Nor crave your utter stupidity.


Photo courtesy of Yuvraj Singh

Categories: Poetry

Issy Steventon

I'm a part time author, poet and artist (when university allows me to) and I love to express myself through creative means. I write to represent the women that feel alone, and to provide a positive environment to those who need it.

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