This is the last time I shall let my past get me down,
No more Missus Nice Girl - I'm sick of this permanent frown -
Every time I think about you - my soul withers and dies.
The past eats away at me - I can't forget, despite my tries.
The manic phone calls, the tyrant-like texts.
I ignored all - who KNEW you were a pest.
I was young and stupid - thought I knew no wrong.
Your 'emotions' and BLACKMAIL - made me weak not strong.
You weren't a beast - clearly mentally unstable.
It's about time I got this off my chest, all cards on the table.
I dumped everyone for you - the good AND the bad.
You shouted and screamed, because losing Him made me sad.
You put me through hell; I die inside when I remember the past.
That is why yesterday, I blocked you out of my life at last.
I might speak to you again when your memory doesn't make me sick.
My flesh feels contaminated - at my own skin I pick.
There's so much to be told about the harm you have done.
It has taken five stanzas, to write about just ONE.
I cannot face you right now - not whilst my head feels like this.
You wanted my attention ONLY on you - you've got your wish.
Good luck in your future - I wish you no ill.
You've broken me down - my heart feels like road kill.
Thank fuck I broke up with you - not the other way round.
For if you had dumped me - I'd have never lived it down.
I'll finish here, for If I write more you'll get hurt.
You deserve to suffer, for grounding my soul into the dirt.
See what I mean? my anger over you is expanding.
Fuck it all Sweety - cos I'm still standing.