Angie Smartt is a writer based in the Pacific northwest

I Slammed the Front Door

I Slammed the Front Door

Picture a moment
a moment of me turning around
walking away, through the door
The door slams
Can you hear that sound?

See a vision
of a world where you and I don’t trade
I find a new jam
you take on new lands
and sleep on the bed that you have made

I tried to stay strong
Stayed with you too long
You twisting my arm
causing me such harm
We danced till we wept
Promises unkept
I tried to stay true
but you only loved you

Grasp the notion
the notion that I have gone
I couldn’t take more
I slammed the front door
Now I have moved on

Can you hear that sound?


5 New Ideas That Have Eased My Pain

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Not Alone

Not Alone