Spoken


One at a time it shall be spoken.
Who left me here battered and broken.
For I gave it my all.
That wasn't enough.
You left me here in such a mess.
I loved you all and you didn't see what you had done to me.
I tried and tried only to end up here.
Trying to speak my truth of all who were dear.
Each of you who cannot see what you had done to me here.
My heart was pure in what I meant.
Someday it will be.
That I have finally been set free from the torment.

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