fuck you.

Looking out at the empty cityscape
waiting for the fog to roll in
and surround me with a million pieces of mist
that caress my face
and make it feel like i'm crying
on the tops of buildings
warning to flying beings blink slowly;
tiny red dots scatter across the horizon
like drips of blood from a single prick
from the needle of a spinning wheel
to the tip of a finger
I'm the modern sleeping, sleep walking, sleep talking
sleeping beauty
with her life force being drained
from something as small
as the tip of a finger.
my middle finger.
held up
saying fuck the world.

because that is what you,
my spinning wheel of doom,
make me feel.

I was mistaken to guess you were prince charming
to ride in an save the day
you're the evil villain
that transforms to a dragon
who i'm supposed to slay?

who writes this stuff???
and don't you have better things to do with your time
than mess with my mind till I start to rhyme

about the flames you spewed
across my emotional stability
leaving blackened ruins
that threaten to crumble
at the sight of your face.

but I escape to the one stronghold left
that you can't burn down
and I sit safe in the concrete walls of my mind
that knew from the beginning
you were a terrible idea
The windows are broken, and the draft sucks the warmth from my bones
as I ride out the storm that now wracks my entire body

this is the time when the prince rides in
on his magnificent white horse
to save the damsel in distress
but I'm probably a better rider
and I don't like depending on others
or showing weakness.
but as the script goes
she looks up with a tear stained face
and says you've saved me. thank you.

the reality goes a little like this
she looks at you with the same tear stained face
and says you've broken me. fuck you.

those two little words that end it all.
spitting out of my mouth like venom
that i wish i could poison you with
just so you would know
the pain i felt
from that one prick in the finger.

you might have well stabbed me in the side.
not in the back
you're not the betraying kind
no, you stand beside me
until I'm of no use
then you wipe your trail clean
and leave me, bleeding on the floor

exposed and broken.
so yes, fuck you.
fuck you very much.