I can't do this
continuing
this
charade
as if
we'll go further

than we've been.
I don't have it in me

to play
these heart wrecking
games

Say what you want & say what you must

but
when it comes time

You'll
Thank me.

You'll

see*

I did you a favor
walking out
as
I've done

I've given you

freedom

instead of
moments spent

*cursing
the days you've ever
met me

or

complaining in anguish

for

the rest of your life


You'll thank me
I'm sure
of it

I'm just not

right for you

I'll ruin the fabrics & fibers
in which you so live by

I'll

demolish

the peace that

tranquilizes

your inner mind
&
thoughts;

You'll have nightmare

I swear

&

they'll be all of me

I can't do this

Don't put faith or trust in me

Some day

I promise

without me

You shall be happy

without

my miserable
company

You don't need

someone

* like
me

I'm mean & nasty

down right raunchy

I'm overly
argumentative & so very overbearing

I don't like washing dishes & dislike listening

I wont compromise or consider your feeling

not to heart.


I'll **** up yo world &  rip it all apart.


I can't do this

none of it is going to work

I have no faith & no trust

I can't help you

*because

I don't wish to

I don't like

feeling these weird things
like
when you

look at me
or touch me just right

I feel as if my flesh's on fire

my inside do flips

my mouth waters up
&
my heart beats faster

I get goosebumps & all tongued tied

I feel things that

SCARE

the hell outta me

I have no empathy
least I doubt I do

I've been told
what it is
but
doubt I can feel it

I think & feel

completely
different than you

Enclosed in this darkness

comforts me

You'll never understand

This bleak soothing

presents of loneliness

it's for me

The emptiness

is far better

than

anything good
you'd possible bring

These shattered

glass-like pieces

of my broken heart
helps me


Never to forget

I'm

no good

*NOT

for you

&

One day

Someday
real soon

You'll Thank Me

**Always Me Ayeshah ™ ®
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