Because baby, you burn my tongue
you stop me from tasting what else life holds for me, but you say sugar helps the burn.
you of all people should know not the sugar coat things.
But you did anyway, and left me with a burn that runs deeper than not being able to taste.
you left me with the pieces you despised about yourself, and the hate you had for me.
But its not like you didn't taste sweet to me-you said it yourself, sugar will help.
but now the help has gone, and it scalds my mouth to say your name.
and your name sets my ears on fire
I don't think I can change that
my life has gone up in flames because of you, you say my personality was the kindling.
no
please, no
You made my life a hell, and you were just able the walk away. You've always told me my anger, my hatred was never warranted.
but still, you left me
but at least I had the guts to admit what my parents did to me.
whose the one burning?
YOU ARE READING
poems and short stories
Randompreviously "fireworks reflected in your eyes" I don't feel like that fit the piece anymore, and I needed a change but I still want it to be taken seriously. My earlier work (earlier chapters) are worse please stick em out and read the good stuff ♡♡ ...
