SCOUNDREL
You were scoundrel,
Villainous and dishonorable.
Your immorality sliced straight through and out my heart,
Leaving a hollow hole behind,
Infecting what surrounded,
(Passion and love for who I thought you were.)
Since you,
I am lost.
This black smog in my gut,
Is a bellyache waiting to turn into cancer.
I wish to pull this malady out and stick it back into the destructible being that you are.
I fear that this affliction will always be a part of me,
And I am afraid that not all wishes come true.
YOU ARE READING
4am
PuisiI spent most of my life learning how to feel less These days I teach myself to feel more Kill your emotions and you'll die along with them C O M P L E T E D 2016•2018
