Is this going to fuck you up?
You asked, your eyes looking dark and saddened.
Of course not my prince, I replied lying through my teeth.
Anger eating my insides.
I'll be sad and miss you but i'll be ok, is what I told you.
What I wanted to say was no shit I'm going to be fucked up.
You were my first love.
The first person to make me truly happy.
The first person to show me pleasure.
The first person to understand me.
The first person to push me to be better.
How could I not be fucked up by losing you.
You are a coward and an idiot.
I wanted to scream at you and curse and walk away, but I sat there meekly and said it was fine.
I didn't want to hurt you the way you hurt me with those seven words.
Is this going to fuck you up?
YOU ARE READING
Safety Net
Poetry~ Collection of poems ~ There is more below the surface of the appearance of my face that you could ever know. This is my attempt to show it. All written by me ;-; about mental health, hardships, relationships, and just life and the bullshittery th...
