You And Me Poem by Amouta Stardancer

It's running in circles,
the games we play,
cry up a river,
and wash me away.
Complain in my ear,
about what you do,
about what I lack,
and how life's so cruel.
You want to live in pain,
so hate,
hate yourself,
hate me,
your husband,
and other children,
we won't love you back.
And for so long I hated you too,
lost and alone,
cried myself to bed over,
our arguments,
what's a child who's mother hates her?
But I'm done,
hating myself,
hating you,
and the world.
I have dreams,
that aren't nightmares,
I have friends,
and beliefs,
I've run out on your hate cycle,
and I'll never let it catch up with me.
Because with you,
everyday was like a prison,
and I'm sick of being lived on,
so make your own shadow to sleep in.
I'm done,
I'm gone,
and I've never loved life more,
awake and alive,
I know what to live for,
because you're not crying to me,
not leaning on me,
you're not my responsibility,
and I'm finally free.