If you were born to do something then do it.

you were
the sun
you were
the light
you were
the hope
you were
the candle
you were
the warmth
you were
here long ago.

my fingertips are warm...
like i dipped them
into a hot bath
or ran them under
a heated faucet

like you took them
between your hands
and absorbed their chill

but you are not here
and they are warm
from the tequila

Stuck in the vortex
Of thinking you know everything
But knowing nothing
Guess we're all Hipsters?

You were the bullet that punctured a hole

You were the pill I swallowed to die

You were the poison that played a key role

You were the glass I stuck in my eye

You were the noose that hung around my neck

You were the knife I ****** through my arm

You were the force that pushed me off the deck

You were the only thing that caused me this harm