Feeling after Midnight

Hope

I hope every girl you try to kiss denies your used up lips.

I hope there are holes in every wall that's connected with your fists.

I hope your eyes are swollen shut from where the tears just wouldn't stop.

I hope you sit at home too sick to eat and watch as your food rots.

I hope you toss and turn at night wishing you'd given more of a fight.

I hope you never sleep again once you realize I was right.

I hope you see what all you've lost and regret it your whole life.

I hope it hurts you like it hurt me- sharper than a knife.