Punching Bag

Punching Bag

A Poem by The Flame of the Knight

I guess it just comes down to me being the one who always loses. At least I got a poem from it.

I was always the second best
You yell and scream and kick.
But when I try and leave,
You tear my soul out from my heart.

You acted like I was an enemy
Treated me as a threat.
Took advantage of my care,
Left me out to rot.

I got away because it was hell,
And God knows you'll make it so.
But don't try pinning this on me,
I'm not the one who treated you second.

© 2015 The Flame of the Knight

Author's Note

The Flame of the Knight
I'm going through a bad breakup. At least it's time to start writing poems again.

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Added on March 5, 2015
Last Updated on March 5, 2015


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