Patience of a saint
she had given years , yet the more times she had spent doing good became over clouded with what the very people she gave her time to would choose to remember, forgetting they weren’t perfect either … hypocrisy took a hold of them .
They began their viscous betrayal
And for days , weeks .. months then years they chipped away at her with one goal in their sights
To destroy … annihilate her in every way they could
They didn’t want to see her beauty that she had very little left of or remember her selfless ways , her empathy she gave to them … no ~ they just wanted her to be gone
They had taken from her to refuel their own emptiness… void of compassion and understanding then they went about their business as though they were the best people in society
She knew differently… she saw right through them and that’s why she knew they wanted her gone … no more …
But little did they realise that with every emotional blow she received from them she started to gain her own strength back and it grew until one day she had ‘ had enough of them then it was ‘Hasta la vista, baby
Another one bites the dust
After that she tidied up the mess and continued on with her life
But she was scared and anxious
How could she just carry on after all the parts of her had gone
To be continued… probably won’t finish this story … it’s too depressing
Just imagine that she went in to live in a pretty castle somewhere with beautiful people around her who truly appreciated her for who she was
They began their viscous betrayal
And for days , weeks .. months then years they chipped away at her with one goal in their sights
To destroy … annihilate her in every way they could
They didn’t want to see her beauty that she had very little left of or remember her selfless ways , her empathy she gave to them … no ~ they just wanted her to be gone
They had taken from her to refuel their own emptiness… void of compassion and understanding then they went about their business as though they were the best people in society
She knew differently… she saw right through them and that’s why she knew they wanted her gone … no more …
But little did they realise that with every emotional blow she received from them she started to gain her own strength back and it grew until one day she had ‘ had enough of them then it was ‘Hasta la vista, baby
Another one bites the dust
After that she tidied up the mess and continued on with her life
But she was scared and anxious
How could she just carry on after all the parts of her had gone
To be continued… probably won’t finish this story … it’s too depressing
Just imagine that she went in to live in a pretty castle somewhere with beautiful people around her who truly appreciated her for who she was
