I should have known
when I looked into his god damn eyes
That, that was a red flagThat was the first damn warning
That told me right from the start
That he was bad but no,I was so used to gazing into
chocolaty mocha brown eyes that
somehow I became color blind,Somehow the red in his eyes, the red
On his hat, the red he wore, that he
Had slung over his back was like a
burning bright lightAnd instead
Of me decomposing it
Because he was
Showing it, I decided,To put my shades on and then,
Get my gaze on, you kept punching me
With your words telling me that
Tust is something that should be earnedYou were very stern, and you meant it,
And that's when my glasses got dented
They were a bit tilted, but i tilted with themI said "He's a lot nicer than you think"
And then you punched me in my eye
And asked me "This is what you like?"
and i just said, "My eye won't hurt if i don't blink."And at that point I did not think,
Because when you had hit me
For the first time, I chose to ignore
That red flag, and yeah I was a little mad,But at the end of the day, who doesn't do that?
You pushed me down, and took my shades away,
But i snatched them back,
And I tried to turn away,Because you are a good guy,
And you would never
Ever lie to me right?I kept saying all of these things
While I painted you, so I could
Dim your light because these
Busted up shades was starting to
Scream that you were right!You were right about you being a jerk,
And you were right about how
True love can hurt and I kept
Convincing, and convincing myselfPainting this picture, trying to
Express this horrible health
You were a fucking red flag!Are you happy now?
You had hurt me, you threw dirt on me!
You smiled in my face and continued
To let me paint, actually,You got another paintbrush
You said "Hey, no need to rush."
"What color did you want? Pink or black?
Maybe i'll add some green so I can seem
So so neat!"Then you ripped me apart!
See you never did, have heart!
I guess it took me getting dragged,
By the only thing that I had,
my love for you,Though I never really knew
This would be the end of me,
And not you,
No you kept walking along,
Never really cared,You shrugged everything off
And for a second I thought you cared,
For a second, I almost dared myself
To put those shades on,But that's what got me here in the first place
So thank you, because of you,
When I take my shades off,
All I see is red
YOU ARE READING
Skeletons
Poetryeveryone has their skeletons, and now its time for those skeletons...to come out of the closet