Quarter Life Crisis

Kristina • 28 • New England, USA • This is my heart in words

Tag: hatred

Last Wish

Did you not understand
Or did you not care
Was the time spent
Too much to bare

Did the nights fall
Hazy and tranquil
Did my final absence
Make you thankful

Were the words you spoke
As true as you claimed
Did you retract them
As soon as you came

Did my face remind you
Of junk habits
The only girl
Who wouldn’t have it

Was I too frank with
My realness and truth
Were you looking for someone
To conform on cue

Do you hold any remorse
For the pain you caused
Or do you remember,
Laugh, and walk off

Do you understand now
I will devour you
I will eat you alive
If it’s the last fucking thing I do

Killer

I want to be
the reason
for cold sweats 
at night
I want to be 
the darkness
the shadow to
your light
I want to be 
the stabbing pain
that travels down
your spine
I want to be 
the parasite
devouring
your mind
I want to be 
the traffic
in your time 
of tragedy
I want to be 
a disease 
an illness
a cavity
I want to be
the knife
that drives deep 
inside you
I want to be 
the last
one you ever
lie to
I want to be
the tears
that escape your
soulless eyes 
I want to be 
the reason 
that you want
to die
I want to be 
the pain
that you can
not escape
I want to be
the feeling
you give me
every day
I want to be
the coffin 
in which you’re
the filler
I want to be 
the last face
you see
your killer