I could hold you in contempt forever, but in my heart it just doesn’t feel right.
There’s a point in time where anger and bitterness needs to stop filling the letters of every story I continue to write.
I’m still healing from the pain and it’s going to take a long time to fully recover.
The road towards fear is an easy and a familiar one, but the journey towards love is the one I wish to discovery.
Today I threw away any records of your wrongs. I stopped reliving old memories, and deleted all your songs.
Fighting back and forth, there’s just no point.
Now it’s not you, but my own dignity I don’t want to disappoint.
There’s always darkness to find in someone if you forget to search for the light.
Sometimes you have to lay down your weapons and blame to win the last fight.
Creating you into a powerful enemy was all in my head.
But the attachment I once had to your shame is what I have to now shed.
You wrote my story then, but you have no power to now.
It’s my time to own my life and tell you what I will and will not allow.