Day: Nov 14, 2022

It seemed like a hopeful story only as long as I loved you more than I despised you,

And you seemed like a brighter person when you listened,

But now greed and cruel intentions guide you.

Everyone you pull close keeps walking away, so you never give too much affection.

I wonder if you know that you starved me

Because you cannot even face your own reflection.

You have the time to spare for every stranger and you pretend to give true kindness

Just before you slap me with cold phrases,

Then demand I treat you like a royal highness.

I was sure your self-image was suffering greatly, but was it ever truly the case?

The control, the avoidance, the superiority…

Now I wonder about what it was that I tried to chase.

It seemed like a better movie back when I cared enough to suggest a few truces.

All you have left now is a great white silence

And a few dozen broken and bent excuses.

-Jackie