I’m sure you’re aware that I’m abusive…
By Kyle Oakeson
By now it is evident, I don’t care about you
What did remain of my friendship and love
I retract such as a disobedient dog
doesn’t deserve a treat for biting my hand.
You can snap and lash out, till the end of your chain,
but remember that I am the one that you came
to in love coveting friendship.
Who cares about you? Should I, Shouldn’t you?
I’m sick of this town, and I’m moving on.
It’s time I take my belongings and be gone.
Take it from me, don’t waste your time
I’m sure you’re aware that I’m abusive.
So knock off and let alone.
It’s time I just leave everything
move on
and be done.
If I were to label my poem writing style, I would mostly say that I have an observant style: I write poems about things I observe and not necessarily my life. Some poems really are about my life, I'll let you decide what this one is.
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