even now i find spite fun and nice to feed
it's a plant thats quite invasive
but giving it a bit of food cant be all that bad, right?
workings of a book
your birthday came and passed
random posts to friends
a cat that passed
and i cant help but think
wow
you really are entirely flat
your life is so bland
Facebook?
seriously?
thank god you're out of my vicinity
i saw you at my college for a time
what a waste of space taking up a place of education
and id feel like a monster for saying all this
if not for the fact i dont feel anything at all
and if you squint really hard
you can see a halo on the top of every demons head
and though i know you're who i think you are
mae, or whatever you may call yourself now
i have to play along as though i dont know that
because whats the fun in getting into legal trouble?
no matter how bad the idea may be its worth it for my brain
because id rather see an obituary
than know either of you are alive
how dreary that may seem
but its not like ive had my share
of hurting people as you did
ive had one person ive decently hurt
and even though i hurt them
i dont regret it in the slightest
it was a disgusting group of liars and manipulators
thank god both of you are gone
fuck outta here with all that bullshit
YOU ARE READING
I'll Be Fine (pt. 2 of 2)
Poezjapoetry showing my stress. relieving, coping, really. continuing to add poems, sometimes daily. use this as place to talk about your own frustrations and dances with pain and strife
