Potluck

by Chelsey   Aug 6, 2015


It's my own fault...
I knew what I wanted to bring,
but didn't know what I was going to get
(when I signed up for you).

You weren't supposed to be a chore, a responsibility
Not something I looked after
like a child incapable of decision making.
You were supposed to be my excuse to turn down anyone that wasn't you.

My true love. My new love.
A lasting feeling we would take to
the grave, even if it was love itself that killed us.

I didn't expect to be here alone.
Buried by the dirt you piled on me
with the deception, manipulation,
flat out cruelty in your choices.

I'm rotting in abandonment and disappointed
I missed the memo...
you were the fool everyone skipped over,

because no one could trust your presentation.

Blanket me with the soil of your goodbye,
for you were the one who dug this hole anyway.

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  • 2 years ago

    by Naughtymouse

    I can't comment just yet on this one....you trying to kill me this morning or what ?? lol I will be back!

  • 2 years ago

    by Alex

    Yeah.. I can relate to this.
    Good write..