A sink.
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I wanted to, I really did. Now I’m standing on the sidelines bartering my flesh. Just to see you once; last again. I dont mind it, not anymore. I’ve aged and grown to understand, you won’t mind peeling my burnt skin. You torched it with your eyes. Those eyes that reveal shame. You’re a serious caution, my aching disposition. Could you seize to exist, in the core of my mind. In the figment of my dreams, you are a bitter sense of reality. I am drugged for love, loving just you.
I dont want to, I really dont. I’m content on standing aside as you take your pick. From frauds and fakes and those fish. A few more days and we will call it quits. I exist, and you too – so choose. I still will continue to hate you. A posion to my lips. Flithy sink.