No Wings

He's gone, But He Left the Pain

You caused so much pain

like it was just a game.

Do not call my name

after you've lit a flame

filled with shame.

How could you do this?

Tell your sister to slit her wrist?

Hit your mother with a fist?

Make your grandma pissed?

Turn your grandpa in a twist?

Sociopathic, that's what you are.

If you're present, pain's not far.

You belong somewhere with bars.

You'd never leave your pain in a jar.

So insane, you can't even drive a car.

I swear, you're terminally ill.

Did you take your pills?

I pray to my windowsill.

With pain, my heart fills.

You can't even sit still.

All you do is attack.

I find it quite wack.

I hide what you've done in a shack.

Remorse is what you lack,

and that is fact.

So sad, that I have to laugh

as people clear a path

so they don't become a victim of your wrath.

Doctors try to solve you like math.

I just think you need a bath

to be cleansed of all your crimes.

So, I write these rhymes

about all the times

you made me sour, like limes.

You used to beg for dimes,

and now I find it funny.

People think life's so sunny.

They think we're soft, like a bunny.

Oh, but life's painful, honey.

My nose becomes runny

from all the tears

caused by my fears.

I get stares and leers

as I switch my gears.

Whenever a boy comes near,

I run and hide.

I'll push them to the side

so they don't become a victim of your pride.

About you, I've never lied.

Every time you caused hurt, I died.

Don't worry, what goes around comes around.

So, I won't make a sound

until you're sent to the pound.

To hell, you're bound.

Now that I've found

a way to deal with you,

it's easier to do.

I always knew

you were temporary, too.

With every puff of smoke I blew,

I knew you'd be gone one day.

I used to think I'd have to run away.

Maybe somewhere local, like the bay.

I just knew that we couldn't stay.

On the contrary,

I thought you should leave.

You, after all, were the true thieve.

I used to write with a red-stained sleeve,

but now, I truly believe

that I was naive.

Now that you're gone,

I know the system's a con.

I don't have to cry from dusk 'til dawn.