rage

my saving grace.

i want you to see how much you truly mean to me

but apparently you like to see my heart bleed

you don't give a fuck about

my emotional health

all you care about is

my addition to your social wealth

how could you leave me here in the dust

i'm already broken

and you gave me more reasons

 to feel fucked up

clearly i'm a fool for you

i'm a fool for 

all the lovely destruction you do

i'm willing to take 

every one of your blows

why must i feel so empty

after you leave?

am i only an abandoned whore

you left crying on the floor?

you deflowered me 

but not my heart

when it comes to love

we have no idea where to start

you can't care for my heart 

but that's alright

when it comes to that 

there is no need to fight

so i will have to face 

you cannot be my saving grace