What went down
Is all on you
You walked away
You said we’re through.

No exchange
No cry or pleas
No second thoughts
Blamed it  on me.

I took  the heat
I took the hit
Said you were…just
So tired of it.

Just a habit
A routine
That’s all I was
Your conscience clean.

Sick and tired
Bored with this
Looking for
A high …. a fix.

I won’t beg
I won’t plead
You won’t find me
Down on my knees.

Broken hearted
Pulverized, yeah
Though crushed and shattered
I won’t lie.

Was cast aside
Left behind
No change of heart
Just changed your mind.


Photo from Google Images: picsart.com

Author: Patty Richardson

Writer: Film scripts, poetry, short stories.

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