Haunting

You stand there waiting For some made up opportunity, some fantasy you dream of and the disappointed hugs the outside secrets fire up the joints and I want to hit you. I want to hit you and see you bleed, so you can feel the hurt, feel my need- and I am tempted, there's no restrictions now. Crossed the fire exit door, I listened to the sirens roar as I jumped out the window off the 20 storey floor. Now you only wish for it to be done, you wish for the guilt to evaporate- into dust- but it can't. I'll make sure to haunt every moment of your waking life, and every secret I see hides behind those wolf eyes- I will hit you, except this time, after I've understood that they were always lies, you'll cry.