i'm sick of doing
everything you
say
i'm sick of
doing everything
you want me to
i'm sick of acting
like i'm okay when
i'm around you
you were like
p o i s o n
and i didn't realise
'til i drank in every
drop of you and
the light had faded
from my eyes
you kept begging
me to stay whenever
i tried to leave you
[ e s c a p e ]
said you'd fall apart—
that you'd be too lonely
but what about me
why can't you hear me
crying?
why can't you see that
you're tearing me
apart— you're killing me
[maybe you
refused to see it...]
i'm sick of having
no choice or say
i'm sick of you
leaving me all
alone i'm sick of
your there's-no-
other-way's;
"except my own"
you were so toxic
but i couldn't feel
the burn
'n' i didn't
realise you were
making me sick
until i found the
s c a r s
etched in my heart
i tried to love you
the best i could
even as you were
leaving me to the
dirt
i sold my soul to
you and watched
you rip it apart
i guess that's
happens
when you put
trust in
everyone but
y o u r s e l f
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WRITTEN 7:12PM
a/n i'm not particularly proud of this one; i kind of feel like my fingers were typing faster than my mind was working and it came out messy. looking back on the whole zig-zag layout here, as well, i find myself very displeased with it. to conclude this, my mind was elsewhere when i wrote this and i have no idea how i might have thought that this looked satisfactory. (lmao)
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