You Aren’t Worth It by Kori | Written 2/15/2017
I got up before the sun did,
my mood was great,
I snapped a few photo’s,
Then you rocked the boat,
making me question my methods,
my anxiety tried to surface,
but I held it together and breathed calmly.
Empty threats are still damaging.
I can’t wait for you to eat your words.
I’ve made it through sickness and two deaths.
I refuse to be a statistic,
those who drink and smoke,
dead inside from job related stress.