Unforgiving

bottles broken and empty just like your promises emphasis on empty because that's all that you left me so for me to fill your cup again, like the fool I am would forever leave a stain on my honor as an honest man like planting a seed in a puddle of boiling mud and bubbling concrete I will no longer feed your hate for me by being your tree barren so you shall receive an empty plot of land and eat the tumors we left behind, blooming with asbestos and bear the scars meant for me