stability is for the delusional kind
you reassured me you’d change that
silly little thing I was, the delusional kind
told myself I’d tear it all down
be vulnerable, you made it quite inevitable
and yet stupidity is all you left me with
how can lips touch the way ours did
and not mean a single fucking thing?
now I’ll be the first to admit
you left me a bitter man, but what can I do?
trust me, I’ve tried to forgive but bloodshed tears are easier wiped than forgotten
karma is quite beautiful, you can kneel and pray for salvation but you and I both know that you’ll die from heart driven starvation