You think I actually care?
How could you even dare?
Your words mean nothing to me,
Now there is nothing left to see,
The thought of you boils my blood,
You cannot change the truth.
You're bullshit is your downfall,
I know that you're gonna crawl,
But there is no escape for you,
Not this time around too.
They say you don't know the value,
Till it's gone and that's true,
Because you're dead to me now,
There is nothing left to be found,
Your vile words and actions,
Reflect on all your decisions.
Go bash your head against a wall,
It still wouldn't save your dirty soul,
I've learned all your drama,
Someday you will surely get karma,
For all your made up trauma,
It's time to end your show now.
YOU ARE READING
The Blackhole
PoesiaIt is a bunch if random poems that I have written in the past three years. It mainly focuses on feelings that I couldn't express.
