Waste

Another wasted second chance.

i guess it's just to be expected

and i saw your facade with a child's eyes

i'm no less at blame

for this hole in my chest than you

you're a little s**t

with a temper the size of texas

i'll just accept this

and accept the last four years as a waste

my hands are held together with duct tape

and tiny bandages

holding onto this smoldering piece of garbage

until it was ash

the way i always cling to the past

you're just a thief and i'm a fool

who gave these keys to you

and thought that if i showed you unconditional love

you'd care enough to try

well you're just a waste, and apparently so am i

because i actually cry

and still care as if you give a s**t

i wanted to help you and now all i get

is the inability to get over it.

Reviews

[Fabian G. Franklin]

This has kick and claw to it, nice jaggedly serrated bloodthirsty edges that scrape down to the bones of the matter. Having great fun reading your stuff, I must send along a friend request. Hmmm, I think I have a gazillion friends here I never hear from. lol But I like to read good writing and yours is fantastic.

[Leah Maldonado]

this is very very raw. You can feel your emotions thoguh this. I liked it. it was rough and it came out sharply, maybe you were trying to do this, maybe not, but it worked for me. I really enjoyed it.
Leah
p.s. this was beautiful VVV

my hands are held together with duct tape

and tiny bandages

holding onto this smoldering piece of garbage

until it was ash