You came to me
such a BIG mistake
a **** one at first
then just troubled
now?
UNBELIEVABLE,
I can't stand you
I don't judge you
or hate you
just stay away
just not my thing,
please
I'm asking
don't wanna beg
or demand it
I put out my hands
to touch you,
as my fingertips were singed
& a scorched heart smolders,
I'm looking my angry bubbling skin,
Hurry back boy,
so I can get my,
hot little hands on you.
Cherie Nolan © 2016
Revenge can be anger & anger is useless. However, poetic justice is not. ❤