Bloodied Daggers

 

Broken hearts bleeding onto the carpet,

Staining the fabric red

Words as sharp as daggers

Whirling in my head

Do you know how much you hurt me?

Do you even care?

Sometimes I wonder

What makes you think this is fair

So your life sucks

Well guess what, sweetheart, mine does too

Doesn’t mean that you can go around

With misery sticking to you like glue

You care about nothing, nothing but yourself

Maybe that’s how it should be in life

However, in my mind if you are heartless,

Then you are doomed to failure for sure

Because people will figure you out,

And stop biting on your lure

So when you are rejected,

And your heart is filled with doubt

Do not come crying to me

I’m over you, you sadistic lout