I can't keep myself in control. Envy lashes in spite of all I've loved and told. Of course I'm an afterthought. It took weeks for you to find the guts to admit you have no spine. You leave me hanging here, lost and terrified. Then give me all this pain to find. I thought I had it all settled into hidden contempt. But now, new anger spikes my drink as I destroy myself. You found me, you lost me. You left me broken, empty hearted. Nothing's ever hit so hard except for back when you first broke my heart. I thought you could bring me the stars, now I realize all you bring with you are new scars. I thought you'd scared the monsters from my head, you had just laced them into every "I love you" you have ever said. I keep thinking we're alright, maybe you just don't always see when I talk to you. Now I'm realizing that maybe I'm just see through.
this is an older poem of mine from 2015? 2016? a diffrent kind of angsty compared to my newer stuff that i'm not particularlly fond off but it'll do