my eyes cant help but wander to the depths of your pages most days
no, i am not hung up over what we could have been
no, i don't care that my heart is mended and zipping up as i breath
i do not do it because i care about your impending wellbeing
i do not do it because i miss you
but i do sink my fingers deep into my bedsheets every night when the thought of you getting away with all the shit you've done lingers in the front of my mind
my hatred burns in the depths of my pale chest, only for you
a human so cruel in disguise, one that makes my toes curl and my eyes sink forward
what right do you have to spit your lies and get away with it all?
what right do you have to have attached your strings to my back and then act as though your the victim?
you really got everyone fooled, and that part is true
there are only a select pack of people whom are smart enough to see through
i plan your mental tortures in my head
i rip your eyes out through the sheets of my bed
in my dreams i lock you in a forever isolated shed
when i see you i want nothing more than to draw my knife in your back
whisper what you've done to me in your ear as you squirm against my attack
i know that these thoughts might be here for awhile
for now i have to keep them contained, as being the larger figure in all of this is important
your cruelty and utter stupidity is just another part of humanity
and i swear most humans drive me to insanity
but i know there are some out there, some better than you
and that thought keeps me in hope and light as i strive through life with caution
overall, fuck you, you know who you are
