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Nov 2017
hypocrite.

is this word even in your vocabulary?
have you ever experienced something that has actual substance?
does it bring you joy that you destroyed someone?

no...no...yes.

you lie to me on a daily basis that i've come to believe that you feed off this rather than oxygen.
you deal me your scraps along with false hope that i treasured because i trusted you.
you got inside my brain, my heart, my blood..
now that you've decided you're done with me, you'll stab from my insides.

my deepest thoughts that are open to you.
you used them against me.

my hopes and aspirations that i shared with you.
you've crushed the possibility for me.

my memories i have experienced with you.
now the only thing that is a memory, is you.

and through all of this, you held your head up high with that disgusting dimple and grim smile knowing all along that you broke me.
- and i'll see you tomorrow and i will claim "i'm fine"
Written by
Kaitlyn  19/F/in my head
(19/F/in my head)   
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   Glassmuncher
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