Sad little bird on the ground can’t fly,

The others gather around, but they don’t see anything interesting so they fly away.

The little bird cries,

But crying never fixed anything.

At first everything seemed like indication

Now it seems like taunting

Watch us fly away

Farther away, while you flap your useless wings from the ground.

It doesn’t matter what you say

You called him a liar

If you listened better you would realise he told you

Exactly what would happen.

I can tell you to listen but you won’t because you are me and

I hate you.

So you can cry from the ground all you want no one is going to lift you up.

If I saw you asking for help the way you did I might feel bad for you,

But you can’t blame him for not being here just like you can’t blame him for forgetting about you and like you can’t blame him for giving up on you.

You fooled yourself into thinking you could be loved,

And dragged our entire life down with you.

I will never look at my past self with attempted pride or satisfaction again because

You are there and I hate you for taking him away from me.

I used to be able to hide away in his voice for hours and feel alive and safe and

You stole him from me with some fucking plan for how it was all going to work out right

I hate you.

You took my one joy in life, my one pure joy, and fucked it up because of something and reasons I don’t even know or want to know anymore because all this

What if

Explosive bullshit thought processes if you’d just thought ahead for two fucking seconds you would have known that silently wishing for the moment to meet him

Was far better than whatever you were trying to do and failing at with every second

Can’t you do more than fuck up and then cry about it?

I think you’re pathetic.

Plainly.

You took him away from me, he was my everything and you took him away from me.

I wish you’d never been born.

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