How do I tell you what I mean without inviting you to crack open my ribs again?
How do I tell you I'm sorry without telling you you're still everything I want?
How could I possibly blame it on you when everything is always my fault?
How can I blame you when I think of you daily, when I dream of you nightly, when I know that I'm the one who broke us?
How can I tell you that you're my manic pixie dream girl?
That you taste like sunshine and look like butterflies and feel like home?
How can I say that I'm still in love when you've tried to shatter me the last six months?
How can I feel this way when you're toxic?
How can I believe you could be the one when you tast like sugar and kill me slowly?
You're arsenic.
You're a blue eyed devil.
You're a snake in the grass.
You're beautiful and deadly and dear goddess please stay away.
Take back your apologies.
Glare at me in the hallways.
Sneer at me when I try to be nice.
Because you're arsenic and yet I'm still in love.
DU LIEST GERADE
Angry Poetry
PoesieThis is a compilation of angry poetry and heartbreak poetry and whatever other poetry I decide I feel like writing. More will be added as I write it, but I do Not force poetry so it'll come as I feel it.
