What? Sorry?
Sorry, not sorry.
I didn't hear a word you said.
And what have you done? You crossed me again!
Just what I told you not to do!
You must sincerely hunger for the truth
of what I can really do...
So you want to play?
You want to tease my claws?
You want to dance on my bridge of fire?
Why of course! I invite you with open arms!
But first you must be sure...
Because I won't let you leave without a broken soul
or spirit - that will be fun to crush...
You thought you could just walk off with my heart,
I'll show you how mistaken you are.
You shoved ignorance and selfishness in my face,
and I despise their disgusting taste...
Much like you;
a gruesome worm in my head that leeches off my good thoughts.
I'd spit pity at you
if I didn't want to save it for someone new.
3 little words.
I hate you.
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
Chasing the Midnight Cloud (Currently Editing)
PuisiLove and fantasy, vampires, ghosts, monsters and ghouls... Poetry of the night. If you can leave a comment I would be much obliged.