Selfish accusations align the walls
while the honest roof crumples to the floor-
and you're on the skyscraper ledge,
debating to jump
yet you don't have capability
to lose what you've created.
You can't escape even if you jump
cause the lies twist the noose a bit tighter.
And after every inch towards the ledge, you're faced with your own disaster.
and flashing back -
you reach out and pierce my back.
The slow steady kind-
where the dagger peels into the flesh,
scooping up any flesh you want as your own.
And when you realize you've had enough pleasure
you trample over my lifeless body
and do it all over again.
When will the lies stop
and when will your words be revised,
thought upon and regretted.
when will you grow up
and reap your own guilt
instead of running around blaming me for all of your selfish problems.
With one more tug at the noose,
and one last sentence from you
I salute your unnecessary drama,
I salute all the hurt you've caused.
Because though I broke your heart-
I didn't break your pride.