this is my amulet
i am never coming back for it!
it has lost it's luster
just as too; has my desire.
similar to how the gritty side of town makes me shiver
so does this gritty love-stained letter
i so do not like to be put on pedestals
Do not! Scape blame! On me! For you! Being suicidal!
these words mark the end of our future
i claimed to be there, but i was a liar
if i always told the truth; would i ever be happy?!
so you're saying, i should've believed more than half the things you've told me?
not unlike these storm drains, in the streets i walk by,
thoughts are escaping from things that make my mind ask, "why"
visualizing these memories of you extracted as drips
each and every drop falling into passing slits
the thoughts of you feeling you had nothing less
void all my thoughts about you
and makes me think even less and less
about you: and your unattractive weakness. |
Submission Name: Weakness
