Take it back,
Throw it out,
Spit at me,
Slap me,
Hurt me,
Love me,
Hate me,
Turn me down,
Act like I don't exist,
I don't care.
Because I've lost all purpose,
I don't belong here,
I don't deserve you,
You probably want me dead.
I do too.
YOU ARE READING
The Age of Starlight
Poetrya book of poetry written in the shadows of the night, with the stars as the only light. while the age of starlight was at it's peak. *completed*
