it is happening less and less
nights where I can't help but miss
you're irresistible indifference

darling, you're undeniably vile
in the way you knowingly slap
a sheepish smile onto my face

how dare you carelessly caress my neck
some futile attempt to ******
after you've duped me?

no

I see only a lonely puppeteer
dangling all his past lovers in view

you eagerly bit right into me
exposed all I meant to hide
with one bite

but then you took another
and another
again

I know that the skin
seduces the taste buds the most
but I can only hope
that at least one of your teeth
chipped on a piece of my core

Facebook is great
at keeping fake friends
taking choreographed photos
and rating how well people show off

invasive on all levels
yet no one seems to mind
share every detail
every lie
everyone knows where you are tonight

but you don't have the pictures
and that's what makes me miss you

pages of past happiness
taunt me
haunt me
into thinking you're sorry

but I know that you're not
and I know that you don't
have a single nice bone in your body

are these the biggest contradictories?
preaching to be free
while predicting to feel demeaned

foreseen scenes
where no other option
than depletion
will falsely make you feel complete

stay alive
for a feeling not yet felt
in the meantime prohibiting reality
with an induced sense of youth

continuing
until the word consequence
becomes solely a sequence of letters

let me be honest
I don't know how to feel
you took everything I thought was real
then placed it on your plate
for a meal

I guess you found my delusions appealing
and my sorrow sweet enough to eat
keep filling yourself with tasteless treats

maybe soon you'll choke on the truth
maybe you won't be able to breathe
so for a mere 10 seconds you'll experience
what I've been dealing with for years