note- anything in italics is meant to be seen as a strikeout.

i wanted to ask you to
break my body,
have you rearrange the pieces
in any way you feel is better [perfect],
but i’m smarter than that.

i’m a simple girl of
broken glass and gasoline rainbows;
your ploys of deception
[romance]
won’t work on me.

but i can’t read the signs;
you’re chickenshit [scratch]
blurs my vision
and invades my senses.
useless, worthless, beautiful.

your kiss says yes yet
my your friends say no;
the smoke clears slowly
and we find ourselves again
a seven letter word for power struggle.

four truths and a lie-
i hate you. i hate
you. you disgust me.
i love you. i hate you.
i didn’t cross out the lie.

passive-aggressive bullshit
remains your language of choice;
i believe your every word
nothing. this isn’t a democracy,
and you don’t get the benefit of the doubt.

they said i’d rip out your heart and feed it to the homeless.
i should have destroyed you while i had the chance.