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i can’t wait to get out of here
all the walls dripped poison
scary lady screaming in my ear
adding another reason
filling my head with her fears
shit i never wanted to hear
why the fuck am i still here?
her voice crawls under my skin
im breaking free, but where to begin?
pack my pain in a box by the door
im not her prisoner anymore
she cries for pity,
then screams for blame
the constant instability,
always the same old game
i see her demons circling the drain
but she showers my back like rain
creating a chain of shame
her voice is a storm i can’t outrun
a thousand knives hiding in her tongue
iv got scars she’ll never see
her battles were never meant for me
the house is rotting, the roots go deep
but im getting out, no more losing sleep
the floors creak lies, the air feels thin
every breath feels like giving in
her voice is venom, her words are thorns
im running barefoot through the storm
she says her life is a cruel, dark joke
but shes the one who just cant cope
swears she’s drowning,
but she holds the tide
then starts dragging,
me inside, while im wishing,
i could have died
she builds her throne out of empty bottles
drains her glass, pretends she’s hollow
with every single little swallow
tells me im broken, just like him
but i won’t let her pull me in
her guilt’s a leash she tightens slow
but im cutting loose, im letting go
the cracks in the walls are starting to show
her house of cards is about to blow
every word she throws is a loaded gun
blames the world for what she’s done
ive been her soldier, ive fought her wars
but im done bleeding out on her floors
she calls it love, but it feels like chains
wrapped around my soul, my veins
im burning the rope, im cutting the thread
leaving her screams in my head for dead
her shadows crawl under my skin
im breaking free, and im ready to win
pack my pain in a box by the door
im not her prisoner anymore
her words won’t echo, her ghost won’t stay
im finding myself as i walk away
i can’t wait to get out of here
the poison fades, the sky is clear
her voice, her face, her drunken cries
are nothing but smoke in my goodbyes
the door slams shut; the silence roars
im free—finally—im hers no more
im over it
12/21/2024
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