Goodbye Poem by Caylin Paige

Crooked were your smiles
as crooked as your lies.
Feeding me your bribes of loves grandeur.
Looking for happiness in the midst of war.
It's who gets out alive
There are no ties
You cut them all with your vicious knives.
Yes, they were your analyzing words
picking me thin.
I would just bare and grin.
While you took down my self-image and painted it
with toxic manipulation
and all the speculation of my body
and my pride
I would question
I would question
but never receive an answer.

Never again.. will I take the humiliation.

goodbye