i thought you were ride or die
but i never want to see you again
i hate knowing that you knew me
knowing that you touched me
the feeling is still burnt into my skinyou told me we were forever
fuck promises, you borderline forced me into the idea
swore me in, when 4 hours had passed
promised me youd never leave
held me at gunpoint for the slowest moments of my life
until i was strong enough to just pull the trigger,
if it meant my escape
i almost was your ride or die,
well, part of that statement
because i wouldnt stay forever,
you wanted me dead for it.
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thoughts & feelings
Poetrypoems i've written - a way to collect my thoughts & feelings