it was never there for you
welcome to the end,
and other such cliches and things
i probably would have said had I been three years younger
and three years happier.
Eighteen years old and
still drowning under clouds,
I was a forest fire and now I am
woody scum on the side of the road,
people drive past me and they say nothing.
fool me once,
shame on everything you’ve ever done.
Fool me twice,
and I’ll rip my heart from my chest and eat it whole.
burn my shadow away,
it was never there for you.