you're a fucking prick
you're not so good at it,
nowhere far from being the best of them all
i am not stroking your ego,
you'll die for me if you want me
everything was
and
is
always about you
you think you're all that when you are trash
and
that's what you attract
trash
gave you the time of day
when i wasn't even worth a breath at night
every kiss,
it feels like it meany nothing
you just like sucking the soul out of people
you use
and use
till you get what you want
cause that's what narcissists do
every touch
you couldn't even last if i gave it to you
you fucking prick
making me feel like it's my fault
cause that's what narcissists do
refraining forever,
cause who the fuck are you
YOU ARE READING
secrets i've kept hidden (a poetry story)
Poetryi have secrets, we have secrets, you and i, we were made of glass friends aren't really your friend, family isn't always blood the demon fucking with my head here's my story
