clutched detest you nearly walked out
but your eyes wouldn't let you walk to the door
your anxious feet shift, teemed with blood unsure
of what your closing veins had to say
your skin tugs in minded rush as your teeth and your tongue spit out recited hush
how have you been, its been so long. forgetting (forgiving) everything I (you) did wrong. bleeding out into a stupid song, but did you find everything you need to feel strong?
"So sit back and take it for what it really is, a moment of success that could never replace all of the hurt you gave I can't forgive you. All the lies you said and promises you left for me to second guess myself and everything that I once held true. I fucking hate you."
"Should I even put an effort into this potential failing bliss? That would just cause me to relive all of your shit. I cant forgive your dark and scorning voice, turning words to noise by choice that I clearly do mishear through paper walls, my ears are mauled as I hear that “I fucking hate you”
