i hate how you tossed me aside,
all you cared about was your pride.
my emotions, a hurricane,
a desire to unleash the excruciating pain
you brought upon this weary soul.
upon closer inspection,
you bear no heart.
it's no surprise, for you are foul.
nevertheless, my experience of us
will be art.
YOU ARE READING
scribbles
Randomjust writing down whatever i want in here. they aren't rly poems bcs i can't write to save my life
