Tuesday, December 5, 2017

ultimatum

i'm not giving one

look at this mess

the fleeting good
feeling of finishing
something arduous
suddenly deserted
me

i'm left
with the same
insecurities

the same disease

eroding my
patience

condoning
my heart's
homocide

i've gotten so stuck
on being the one
you come home to

i don't know
where home even is

i don't know
i don't know
i don't know

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