Bleeding and Nothingness

Rag

Since you left me wet and filthy like a useless rag
All I seem to be worthy of
Are shreds of unwanted sheets of paper.

I know no one is looking back at
The puddles carved under my eyes
For rivers rest under yours.

I'm sentenced to write brief
Love stories wishing they were mine,
And knowing they never will.

I'm stuck here rubbing the floor
For everyone else to dance on.
I pray God to help me build the strength

To make a hole in the wooden floor;
If I'm fortunate enough I'll be sucked into it
And never look back either.

Since you left me wet and filthy like a useless rag
All I seem to be worthy of
Is cleaning the ashes
Forsaken by your burning desires
And the perfect match you two make.

A/N: i hope you enjoyed! Thanks for reading xox