Who the hell do you think you are?

Use me and toss me away like a piece of trash

You know what, I’m better than that.

I know who I am, I know what I want.

Let me tell you right now

That is not you



You once held my heart

In the palm of your hand

But no longer will you toy with me

No longer will you toy with my emotions



I will not stand for your behavior

I actually cared for you

But no more

No more… No more…



No more will I live my life in sorrow

No more will I wait on you

No more will you run through my mind


No more will you make my heart beat faster


No more will you be in my dreams

No more will I see you



Because, you know what…

To me… You are no more…



You are the nothing

You are the piece of trash that litters my life...

And I can only hope you end up in flames..

Sounds like someone really fucked with you.

They did...

we should have a forum gathering and kick some ass

No, it's fine, I actually thank him now. You'll see why in the next poem I post.