We started something
Left unfinished
Thrown to the side
That's how it's starting
to feel. Am i a piece
of obsolete technology?
Overused? Trite? Nothing
but old news is what you
said. I remember your
voice coldly whispering
that awful phrase is my ear
You can't remove me like
the lipstick on your cheek.
So wipe away that monstrosity
before you start to turn into
the monster you've become.
I'm going to return the favor
and pin you to that wall of
lies and heavy bricks. So I'll
give you one swing and if you
miss. Too damn bad, baby
that's all I'm beginning to
think. This unfinished problem
this unfinished gap between
us that is starting to fill
I'll drain it like the blood
slowly receding from your
skin. So pale. So pale.
Are you scared? I hope
you are. I think I've finally
returned the favor.
