Black and grey, peeling fire-charred walls.
My defenses destroyed, turned to dust.
I never thought hate was a thing before.
Go along to get along, always my style.
I believed in – I trusted – you.
I let myself – stupid so stupid.
People warned me,
You know I don’t listen, never listen.
Photo drops cathartic into flames that snap and burn, like skin
Thinking homicidal thoughts. Stop.
Memories fade, they say.
I wish in my dark heart that you would disappear too.
Gone for good.