Crash and Burn

I told him I hated it when he crashes and burns

Oh, how he crashes and burns

The scars on his face

Purposely put there by his grace

And all he is in

Is in denial

Blames the things he done on a fragile

Claims to me I am his weakness...

And all you do is crash

You crash and burn

Like dead on speed

Then the tanks on E

You crash

Then burn up your skin

The last image he saw was my smile

That last tone of my voice he heard was me

Being an smartass

I hope he grabs that noose

Have those suicidal thoughts

Like I used to...

And hang his stupidity

Till its last breath

And all he does is crash

Crashes and burns

Like a bomb gone wrong

Thrown into a place filled with people

He doesn´t go down on his own

He just crashes and kills people he has never known

My thoughts

Your ego

My pain

Your selfish ways

Left me disappearing without a trace

I´m done being the one to mend those wounds on your face

Be the dog like you are

And lick them clean

I love seeing you crash

And burn your face

I love seeing you crash

And burn your days. 

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

You are very talented. I feel the musician in your words.
"I´m done being the one to mend those wounds on your face
Be the dog like you are
And lick them clean"
I like the above lines. Sometime we can get tire and need a new place to be. Thank you for the excellent poetry.
Coyote