You'Ve Run Out Of Chances Poem by brittney abrams

Torn and confused, I don’t know what to do,
all the things you say and do to me, I feel betrayed and used.
You ask for my help, and I give you all I can,
but you make me feel so weak to the point where I cant stand.
But all that’s said and done, the past is left behind,
ill be damned if you still hurt me, cause that was the last time.
No more “see you later, ” I’ve moved on to “goodbye, ”
you’ve run out of chances, no more “give me one more try.”
I’m done with the tears you just watch run down my face,
while you were busy making me cry, you were slowly being replaced.