#appart
I've been thinking hard
About every single card
Since we became dangerously unstable
We decided to put our cards on the table
Like a bridge in a prelude
I've come to conclude...
You truly love me, do you not?
I'm unsure if it's a little or a lot.
But despite how and what you feel
You've decided to take and steal
I've tasted of rejection
Instead of true affection
I have been abandoned and let down
Just because you were born in this town
You are cruel for pushing away my offered hand.
All in the name of patriotism and love for your land.
Your cruelty is birthed from your innocence
And unknowingly, around you, you've built a fence.
You don't know how much it scratches and stings
To feel you plucking and playing on my heartstrings
But the worst is that you have no idea or clue
About the harshness I always receive of you
So I've come to see
That we can not be
You love your homeland much more
Than me, who's not here forevermore
And you are unwilling to find a compromise
Therefore, our relationship is facing its demise
And although this makes my heart hurt and static
From the very beginning, you've been a fanatic
Feb 10, 2021
Feb 10, 2021 at 12:53 PM UTC
He put a bullet through my chest
Then handed me a band-aid
Dec 12, 2018
Dec 12, 2018 at 8:03 PM UTC
I’m surprised that I’m not upset,
I suppose It hasn’t hit me yet,
that I won’t be home this year,
and I won’t have my family near
for Thanksgiving or Christmas.
Just another hard discipline
that, I suppose, is part of growing up,
but this tradition blowing up
is the comfort of home.
Still, I suppose I won’t be alone,
‘cause we’ll visit on our phones.
Nov 17, 2021
Nov 17, 2021 at 9:30 PM UTC