Space Filler

So, now that I'm out of the picture

How does it feel?

How does it feel to be my space filler?

The face used to fulfill desires

The one you now call yours,

Using you like a puppet

Once, I was the fool

Placed into your shoes

Your chains

Used like a tool,

Biding his time until he gets what he craves

Sick and twisted as it may be

I am thankful 

You helped rip me away from that deceiving smile

Thank you for helping me realize who he really was

I can only hope you escape as soon as I did.

(Despite the fact that you and your boyfriend are raging posers lmfao.)