When did you become
My most dreaded enemy?
When did you decide
You had it in for me?

Every lie and empty promise 
That  you had made to me
Broken then discarded
Cast aside so easily.

Out of sight, out of mind
So easy to forget
Just a faded memory
As bad as it could get.

Taking what you wanted
All the phony, false pretense
You set the stage, to suit yourself
You never were my friend.

Wish  I never met you
Was such a waste of time
Should’a seen right through you
You were never truly mine.


Image by Apple Podcast. Google Images.

Author: Patty Richardson

Writer: Film scripts, poetry, short stories.

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