,
  Listless, waiting, yearning,

to break free.

Constant turmoil,

meaningless conversations,

shattered soul inward turned,.

Broken, battered,

and forlorn,

.this is what you gave to me.

Everyday I grow stronger,

I will not believe your lies any longer.

Learning how to mend my spirit,

but of course you can't see it.

Your'e blinded by your own thoughts and ideas,

You won't except any other.

It will take time to heal these wounds,

the scars will always remain.

For that,  I am greatful,

they will remind me ,

of the way that you loved me.