They will see the good in you
They will admire the good in you
They will feel the good in you
They will love the good in you
But
They will take advantage of it
They will take it for granted
They will take all of it
They will exhaust every bit of the good in you
Until nothing's left
You won't be able to replenish it
You'll burn out
Ashes to the ground
The good in you is no longer
There's only the hole that never gets full
And the twin pointy twigs arising from your head
They who fashioned the bad in you
Still had the absolute audacity
To have their despicable jaws drop.
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Burning Thoughts
PoetryBinge-thinking is like overeating. My mind is constantly consuming everything it senses and it's not healthy anymore. My mind is slow to digest which is the reason why things get stuck in my head. So i needed to burn things up to help myself. I ne...
