You ruined my day before I could ruin it by myself.
Come swinging in with your attacks that don’t answer the question.
I got to talk to him for a short amount of time in my dreams and I would have been bad enough to wake up and remember
I don’t remember anything but the moment it came in my dream and it felt right.
But you took even my own chance to ruin my own day with tricks of the light.
Your teeth are ice.
You keep telling me what I already know but you just didn’t want to answer the question
And you know how to make me cry so you went for that instead
Right where it hurts every time when I was trying to lift you up just a bit.
I know I’m not good at it but it’s all I can do and you still just
Bite
It’s fine.
When I scream you don’t hear it
And when you snap the rabbit’s neck and the cat wanders in
Tears in coffee.
How fucking poetic.
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