2 Years Wasted

2 years smiling through the pain and laughing with tear-stained eyes.
Smiling because I knew my time was coming
Laughing because I knew you had no clue what was in the shadows lurking.

Control-freak- paranoid- sociopath- psychotic
So many deplorable superlatives that define you. Somehow you became a faceless, soulless entity cloaked in the darkness of hate.

2 years of my life wasted. No refunds or do-overs. Lessons learned and feelings burned.
My heart became black as the street where I threw your belongings. Ill-gotten gains for you to take on the next train smokin to where the devil reigns.

2 years I dealt with identity theft. I stole my identity from myself.
Lost- gone- trapped- scared- scarred- mind marred.
For those 2 years, this defined the new me. True thoughts never to be set free. My mind was my own prison. Maximum security.
One day, it was all over, I could once again walk with my head held high and not down or over my shoulder.
Elated- blessed- grateful- stronger- determined to never again have my time wasted.