she looked at me
and smiled
"It's nice to meet you."
i smiled back
"It's nice to meet you too."
little did she know
we went to the same
small town high school
for an entire year
before she graduated
but i wasn't about
to tell her that

Go ahead and keep playing with me.
You think it's funny that you made me weak.

But in this moment I say no more,
the tables have turned and I stand strong.
And beware,
because I can make hell feel like home.

now
whenever i tell him that
i love him
he doesn't say it back
instead
he asks
why

Get yourself together.
Get to a place where
you can sit still,
in a quiet room,
and without disruption
be able to think
"i love my life"

everyone thinks that i'm crazy
because i cant drop the boy
that i hate more than anything
but look here sis
he gave me things i didn't want
things i cant get rid of
he started me with addictions
so every time i give in
give in to something i need
something i cant go a day without
i am forced to think of him
and that hunny is why
i am bleeding from the inside out

No hunny,
heartbreak is not the worst pain
heartbreak is quick and easy
compared to what i'm about to explain
imagine seeing him every day
but each day knowing he's drifting
further and further away from you
yet he's still existent
he still calls you baby
he still tells you he loves you
but as you've noticed
it's less and less every single day
his smiles still light you up
but hes leaving you with
dark and empty
he used to be all about you
but last night when you told him
how much you were hurting
he replied with "ok"
you know you should just drop him
quick and easy
painless
but sweetheart,
i wish it was that simple

What does home mean to you?
To me...
It's absent
I don't have a home
Here it is Wednesday
and I haven't stepped foot
in my room since Saturday
I cant go back
Home is ruined now
The last time I saw it
It was covered in police
and tears
But I don't have a choice
I cant stay away forever