Through Wit Ur Shit

I'm so through with you..
Life.. you seem to make fights
U seem to push the life outta my life
I don't understand how joy and hurt can come from you
i don't understand why i run from the truth
U are nothing good
Nothing that a ever be right
Ur broken in the dark wit a small flashlight
and I'm
just lost..
I'm just a cause for your sickness to get worst
I thought that i was helping at first
But this CANT work
this will not
i keep feeding myself pain when it can stop
God says their is room to forgive but he never said its room to stick around
Gut says its really time to exit now
I liked it better when u were inches away
Hours from my brain
Blocked and in a door
Ignored by my soul
Fueled by hate i let you go
but Love is a mothafucker that bitch can re-grow
planted seeds look at me.. it spouts in the snow
but I'm serious now
I'm ready to let go.
ready to believe in myself ready to know something new
Something that is true bright and stands out
Clean and glistens for me to wear when all weather out
Tears touch my cheeks... chic...
i wish to express smiles that march with fleets
that show on sleeves
that is confident with so much belief
I'm through with you. I locked the door blew up the room
No more mentions in conversations
No more wishing for different situations
No more as if u never existed
you never EXISTED
U WILL NOT EXIST
Be Gone.. I'm through with your shit