it's been nearly a week since you decided to come back into my life. i know i shouldn't have allowed it, i know i didn't miss you after we broke up. i'm sick of feeling like i have to constantly talk to you. i don't wanna be your friend. i want nothing to do with you. why cant you move on? was ten months not long enough for you? i really dont believe you've changed. i should go before it gets too late.
i hope you never contact me again. im literally so sick of everything you talk about. it bothers me. i really dont care that you've picked up drawing, not even in the slightest. whats done is done, now leave me be.
you'd beg to stay around
like a predator acting as prey
then pounce with true intentions
injuring everyone else in the process
your lies are weak
your head full of hunger
your eyes containing lust
for those you cannot get back
seek and destroy
release and watch
then begin the process
all over again
beg and plead
lie and bargain
yet you have no grief
youre just a beggar
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