Long time.

It's been a long time since I have posted, and while I've written plenty over the time since, I couldn't publish any of it because it just didn't have the same flow anymore because of the things I was dealing with. However, this is a new post partially because I feel compelled to post again, and partially because I feel the need to publish a new writing that sums up my story to this point.

"Betrayal/Acceptance"

I have grown sick of this war,
The endless fights,
the nights sleeping on the couch.
I spend my time,
Trying to figure out where I went wrong,
And how to fix my mistakes.
You were a cancer to me,
No amount of talking could change that.
Uncounted cigarettes later,
No answers, no clarity, no stability.
I have lost my voice,
and while I feel I have no choice,
I continue to fight,
and struggle with you to work this out with all of my might.
You have stabbed me numerous times,
and I have forgiven each wound,
but I find that as I try to heal,
The less I can feel.

This is the end,
and now my wounds will mend.
I have done all I can,
I have tried to be the better man.
I have given my all,
And my name is all you can call.
I will do what I must,
and while I can't trust,
I will no longer stand by and collect dust.
I've had my fun,
and now I am done.
You continue to ask me why,
Been the best I could be,
But you fail to see,
That I have already said goodbye.