Being Free Of You

You have consumed me
My soul has had time to heal
But you are still there

Forever present
A dark mark upon my skin
An itch I can't scratch 

You have wounded me
Tortured me in countless ways
And you'll never learn 

I am sick of it
Wishing to feel more than
Worthless, unloved, spent

It's never ending
The fear of myself in time
Being free of you

I want to feel free
I want to feel free of you

Just let me be free

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