the blackest day

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i write bad wattpad poetry for you
but i bet you don't even miss me

i bet you think to yourself
"i'm glad to be out of that prison"

i bet you sit alone in your room all day
after you've convinced yourself you're better off without me

i tried to do the same

but when my mind wanders off
to my day dreams

i dream of you coming back to me
i dream that you'll apologize
i dream that you've changed
i dream that you still want me
i dream that i'm not a burden to you
i dream that you'll be on my side instead of your own side for once
i dream that i would be able to reject you how you rejected me

because you're no good for me and yet i never want to want anyone else

every morning i wake up and i miss you with every fiber of my being

and then i remember how you stuck your fucking claws into my heart and ripped it out

and poisoned my brain

poisoned my body

and then i still fucking miss you.

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