Tuesday, April 12, 2011

The last you make me suffer.


To be backstabbed is one thing;

but there has rarely been a pain so great as to have been stabbed straight in the chest

to have your eyes gouged out

and your time wasted.

Pillars upon foundations lay in ruin

Obviously, your word meant and never will mean anything

half a decade, thrown into the wind

and the people wonder why the man thrown out a window resents the one who offered him a view.

Your reasons mean nothing. You, mean nothing now.

You walk the streets like everyone else.

I tried to help, I did. I honestly did.

My mistake.

You're more than fine. I'll be fine with time.

But what we had was hanging by a string;

you just lit it on fire and threw it in

This will never be one of those things we can just look back on and laugh.

Not anymore.

The me you knew is gone. You killed him that day.

Another chip on another shoulder

When your false sense of security falls apart, like it always does?

Guess who has your umbrella.

I think you already know what I think about you.
I wasted all that time defending you, and this is all I get for it.
You made 2 promises that it wouldn't happen, one hours before it did.
Truly, this is the mark of a true friend!

Like I said. Don't come crying to me when you realize your world coming apart.
On second thoughts, come to me. I'd love to watch you burn.


It's just how I roll

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