I should come with a ******* warning label,
cautioning others about my tendencies
toward self-destruction,
and warning them of the consequences
of choosing to get too attached
to the inevitable time bomb of me.
I try to warn them away,
but they don't listen,
or they brush it off as nonsense.
"You shouldn't love me," I say,
eyes deep with grief
because I know the truth of the words.
But nobody heeds my ******* warnings,
so I'm left stepping over the remains
of us, having to live with the knowledge
of what I've done.
****** I tried to tell you.
But no one ever listens,
they refuse to believe.
And in the end I'm left having to watch
you shatter, knowing I'm the cause.
I tried to warn you.
You should've listened.
Feb 24, 2015
Feb 24, 2015 at 9:47 PM UTC
I should come with a ******* warning label,
cautioning others about my tendencies
toward self-destruction,
and warning them of the consequences
of choosing to get too attached
to the inevitable time bomb of me.
I try to warn them away,
but they don't listen,
or they brush it off as nonsense.
"You shouldn't love me," I say,
eyes deep with grief
because I know the truth of the words.
But nobody heeds my ******* warnings,
so I'm left stepping over the remains
of us, having to live with the knowledge
of what I've done.
****** I tried to tell you.
But no one ever listens,
they refuse to believe.
And in the end I'm left having to watch
you shatter, knowing I'm the cause.
I tried to warn you.
You should've listened.
