You're my least favourite lie,
My biggest mistake.
Every wasted breath you used as your voice yelled lies
Fills the air, my lungs with smoke;
You're burning.
You were false when I knew you,
This idolisation in my brain I stored and looked after.
I wish I'd knocked over the shelf before you did yourself.
When I blink I see you on my eyelids;
I speak and I hear you in my words.
You're in me, but you aren't me -
You're just my least favourite lie,
Just my biggest mistake.
YOU ARE READING
you are not in wonderland ➵ poems
Poetryan assortment of shitty poetry i write gratuitously in my free time.
