do u know or did u just didn't want to know because i was moving on
because not wanting to know gave you hope
and hope made u feel less bad about what u did to me because u maybe think this time around u could be betterbut the damage is already done and even though u haven't broken me
u just made it an infinite amount of times difficult to receive or generate love
because im scared that all my endeavors will backfire
and now my only response to shit like u is satire when u decide to notice meand i was never the one to pick on the kid who was scared of his shadow ,
of the kid who found it hard to accept what he had become and gaggles over evolution and its outcomes
how shallow?i was hope when u didn't have anything to look forward to
i was hope when hope just didn't seem like it existed for you.
i was hope when misery was already what u put me through.
//e.b.
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DIRTY LAUNDRY
Poetryjust another underrated poetry book, a poetic photograph of the saddest months of my life from Jan 2016- May 2016 ***BEWARE PROFANITY***