I remember the hatred I had for you.
You, the glowing beauty I wish
I could be, waltz back into a life
You left broken and I
Picked up the pieces to.
You, the smiling sun, attempting
To blind those who stare in awe,
And set fire to the heart of one
Who would've given all for you.
You, the toxic waste puddle,
Returning to a person who
Was once home to seep
Back into his blood.
I remember the hatred I had for you.
You, the brave dragon,
Showing up to wreck a home
That never belonged to you;
I think you've always known that.
You, the wilting flower,
Beg to be served your water
From a crystal ashtray, getting
Attention you did not deserve.
You, the broken heart girl
With teeth like a shark and eyes
That wander; disappear like you do.
You are no longer welcome.
Jul 5, 2018
Jul 5, 2018 at 1:09 AM UTC
I remember the hatred I had for you.
You, the glowing beauty I wish
I could be, waltz back into a life
You left broken and I
Picked up the pieces to.
You, the smiling sun, attempting
To blind those who stare in awe,
And set fire to the heart of one
Who would've given all for you.
You, the toxic waste puddle,
Returning to a person who
Was once home to seep
Back into his blood.
I remember the hatred I had for you.
You, the brave dragon,
Showing up to wreck a home
That never belonged to you;
I think you've always known that.
You, the wilting flower,
Beg to be served your water
From a crystal ashtray, getting
Attention you did not deserve.
You, the broken heart girl
With teeth like a shark and eyes
That wander; disappear like you do.
You are no longer welcome.
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