Torn
Read into it what you will
Slowly I unravel
through your words
your hatred
Anger and jealousy.
My tears drown inside another bottle
This vessel is broken – enough
How many fragments
Before there is dust?
Emotions fight on
Clawing at broken choices
Stumbling between depression
reality calls
too many times,
Drama queen – teen battles.
The same bloodline
A twisted tongue
with a manipulating mind.
We arrive at war central
Immature, uncontrollable
The wrong path of destruction
No words are good enough.
Help!
You’re right,
I’m wrong
always in your eyes.
The bad bitch
In your bitter mind
You don’t see
Because you don’t want to.
I drift
Hang on, hang on
You cut the emotional rope
I’m floating
On hope and lies
That you feed me
Emotional blackmail.
You don’t love me,
Only greed shows through,
No empathy
Only selfishness.
You don’t fool me
I see the real you
many don’t
or maybe they do
scared of repercussions
to stand up
and face you
and their own fears
regardless.
So who is weak?
you, them, me,
all of us?
You will learn
The hard way,
A different way.
Nothing is at your fingertips
Or promised.
Be careful what you wish for!