Bankrupt

Let’s talk about our problems
And try to make them right
You tell me this ad nauseum
After each and every fight

But when I try to talk to you
You attack me to my core
I’m sorry but I don’t want
This relationship anymore

Trying to talk to you
Is an impossible endeavor
Now you’ve completely destroyed
Your notion of forever

I cannot even recall
The last time we had fun
So tired of this constant stress
This time I’m really done

Your vitriol erupts
Then you promise things will change
But such is just a pack of lies
My life I’ll rearrange

“No man has a good enough memory to be a successful liar.” ~ Abraham Lincoln

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