I have burned my lips far too many times trying to kiss your scars
But your ugliness turns me bitter
And draws wounds along my skin
Your nails dig so deep i feel them burn into my veins
And your words tattoo my neck like a noose
You are so hated
So foolish and disgusting
But i am slowly scrubbing the walls and cleaning my home of your devilishly looming presence
My bedroom is clean of your sins
But my living room still has tidbits of your few good days
But i will toss them out too
They don't belong with me and neither do you
YOU ARE READING
And It Was All Me
PoetryLearning to unlearn my heartbreaks, and loving myself till i am all i see