words spoken,
almost venom like,
holding bitter vowels
and angry consonants
as we destroy each other
in the worst way possible.
you were nothing but a bother.
words sting,
like a slap to the face,
words numb,
like being high off
some drug—
heroine and love
are one in the same.
you were always so clingy.
words burn,
like the feeling you
get when tears are fought back
and left brimming.
words cut,
like knives cut cake,
let's celebrate useless love
and tear stained cheeks,
you can blow the candles out.
i never loved you.
words hurt,
carelessy spit out
in attempt to hit me,
gloves up and mouth guards in,
we're in the ring, and
we're both losing.
bloody lips,
swollen eyes,
bruised cheeks—
wait what round is this again?
the stinging,
the numbing,
the burning,
the hurting,
im not sure it was
worth all of the time i
spent dodging your
hits,
or eating that wretched
cake,
or getting high off
of pure love—
i might be addicted
to the one thing that
is killing me.
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tbh idk where this came from
