i learned how to make my heart a home for you
so you displaced me and claimed squatter's rights
broke my walls down to make more space for you
so i announced you dead to me
tried to banish you. to free myself
but you're still haunting me
you're still here
and i hate you for it
YOU ARE READING
Acrimony, Forgiveness, and Me
PoetryI write best when I'm angry. I'm write best when I'm pissed off. I write best on the note apps. I write best when I feel too much. I write best when I think about you, and them and everyone. These poems will most likely be short, problem or not, I d...
