Never have I ever
wished so hard for bruises
for cuts, for blood for scars
A physical representation
of the pain and the destruction
you left in your wake
Never have I ever
grieved so hard
for someone who isn\'t six feet under
who still lives and breathes
but not with me
Never have I ever
felt so lonely and broken
like a child all over again
left to fend off the darkness
all on my own
You promised
I\'m drunk off the lies that you told me
The nevers disappearing
leaving a burn as I swallow each one
the bitter taste lingering long after
Never did I ever
think you\'d be the subject of a poem like this
imagine things would end this way
believe you could hurt me the way they all did
Yet here we are
Never did I ever...
I\'ll drink to that