Fucking Pathetic

The days that were promised, lies.

You took my words away and stole them for yourself. My thoughts ramble unfinished. So confused, looking to be completed. Looking to make sense. Looking to manifest theirself. Looking.

Always searching for their rightful home. Always feeling incomplete. Why did you stalk them out. You walked away with them in a matter of months...after they took years to formulate. Always searching.

You fucking liar. You left so much more than you bargained for..you left your fucking evidence, and you left me to deal with your excess shit.

Youre a bitch! You are such a pathetic excuse...your excuses are pathetic, the way your hold your head is pathetic, the way you look at me is pathetic, the way you speak to me is pathetic, the way you rationalize is pathetic, the way you have composed your being is pathetic.
You're a fucking bitch!

And yet, I fucking need you, which is the most pathetic of it all, even more so than you.

Missing you

Pretty little daydreamer,
where have you gone.
You left me without an imagination.
You've spent much too much time away from me.

Pretty little daydreamer,
do you think of me.
Do you sit up at night wondering as I do.
Time has been so slow without you.

Pretty little daydreamer,
can you spare a bit of time for me.
Can you come back to my mind.
We can sit and chat and make up for lost time.