Time doesn’t heal anything
and the one thing I know for sure
is that I will never forgive you.
Cold as it sounds,
my dying breath or yours,
whichever comes first,
I will leave this world
the way you left me.
And I won’t feel a thing.
And I won’t be sorry.
I want you to know
how that feels.
Being dead inside
but forcing a smile.
Being dead inside
but choosing to keep
my shit together
just to beat you at your own game.
You think you’re at the top?
No… it’s in the blood.
You were at the top
until I knocked you down
and as much as I hope
you keep falling forever..
We both know who took the plunge.
But at least I took it for a reason.
At least I was willing to burn
for something that meant
everything to me.
Maybe I have nothing,
but you know what?
I have integrity
rooted in my spine
and to me,
that is everything.
-Stephanie Bennett-Henry
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Memories are stirred – beautiful
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Reblogged this on cabbagesandkings524 and commented:
Stephanie Bennett-Henry gives a poem of more than survival.
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