I’m over it!
Over every single thought
Said I was through with it
Believed I paid the cost
I’m over the cycle and spoon fed drama
I’m inconsolably pissed
Fought through all the trauma
It took meditation, prayer, and self-care
It took closeness, it took distance. Now I’m aware.
I’m fine and I’m healed.
Motives and underlying issues were revealed
And I’m over it. Im done…
So why the fuck won’t you go away?
Why can’t I control my dreams?
The random thoughts through smoke screens?
The sirens you made me release
The shaking in my hands and knees
The moments I never felt with anyone else
Why can’t I control my fucking self?
Swear I’ve woven years of hard self-discipline
And I still cannot trust myself
So much I had to do, yet so little it affected
I know facts! I know what it is and what it isn’t.
It is never forgotten and never regretted
It can’t control me, because I won’t let it.
Yet, I feel insane!
Running around like I’m good
Being the good girl that I should
Like I can’t faintly hear the deafening sound…
Waves rushing in when you come around
My healing disappearing at the sight of your face
-My entire kingdom crashing down…
As soon as you grab my waist…