you showed up in your favorite dress
to an empty party
late and sorrysome frat guys came up to you
piss-drunk and just hanging around
with their rough hand and bad words
but your ex was there too
he stepped in and said
step off
but he was just as much as a piss-drunk
dump like the rest of themi'm sorry about your favorite dress
where is it now?
ruined and dirty,
you say
like the bugs that you think are crawling in your skinredecorate
you wore your favorite dress again today
but you were shaking the whole time
running mascara tears are all to common, you broken lovei'm sorry about your favorite dress
YOU ARE READING
Heartless and Disorientated
PoetryF. T. Willz wannabe I'm a tortured poet I guess -all photography is by me-