You…

How could,
You;
Do what you did,
And say that,
You love me too?
How could,
You;
Say you’re true,
Despite;
What you put,
Me through?
Oh;
How could,
You;
Lead me on,
When you,
Already knew,
That this day,
Was due?
How could,
You;
How could,
You;
Oh how could,
You; Conclude,
This as an interlude?

Fuck You!

Excuse me,
Perhaps;
The bartender,
Has given me a few.
But from this drunken view,
I see that your intentions,
Have led me quite askew.
So;
Let me ask you,
Did you get,
Everything that you wanted?
Lately;
My late nights,
Have felt haunted,
By your thoughts.
You’re like,
Pandora;
I got addicted,
To your box.
In your presence,
My head filled,
With rocks.
Blind to deception,
Til I saw that,
Your heart is a,
Twisted paradox,
And;
Inside I’ve been,
Fucking locked.
I’ve been knocking,
Bitch;
Let me out!
Even in a drought,
I still drown in doubt.
Wish I never met you,
Wish I took;
A different route.
Wish I could forget,
Everything about,
You;
And your lies.
Why am I,
Still enticed,
By those eyes?
Were you with me,
Just;
To watch the time fly?
Do you enjoy seeing,
A grown man cry?
Fuck this heart,
I’d rather just die.
You didn’t even,
Fucking try.
Why…?

Bartender,
Said it’s time,
To go home…
I’ve got;
Crazy thoughts,
Swimming,
In my dome…
Every step;
Feels like I’m,
Walking on,
Broken bones.
To be honest,
I never thought,
You had the stones,
To cut me off,
Like I didn’t mean,
A damn thing.
Quit acting like,
We was;
A damn fling.
I gave you;
All my love but,
You rejected my,
Offerings;
Of passion & pleasure.
Absolutely;
No ruler could measure,
This internalized pressure,
Growing within.
Who knew I could go,
From pure love,
To hating my own skin.
A feeling much worse,
Than a scooter to the shin,
Hitting repeatedly,
Over & over & over again.
When you said forever,
I thought that meant,
It’d never end.
Guess I was too naïve,
I just had to believe,
Because;
It was all your lies,
That I would breathe.
I;
Never wanted,
You;
To leave.

You fucked me over.
Seems;
Ever since,
I’m never sober.
Every night,
Is fright night,
Like;
The 31st of October.
An endless HELLoween,
It’s you;
Who I envision,
When I get lost within,
The in-between.
Seems depression,
Is a Hot Topic,
Like the emo scene.
I tried to shake it,
But;
It’s implanted,
Within my genes.
Perhaps;
I should have,
Never trusted you,
To be my;
Support beam,
But;
I’m deep asleep,
In my daydreams,
And this twist of fate,
Was something unforeseen.
………….
Or maybe;
I’m just too spiteful,
To realize that,
You;
Weren’t the one.
You;
May be fun,
But you’re not,
My shining sun.
I’m sorry;
I’m better than,
My hurtful words,
I should just accept,
That our time is done.

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