inspired free writing

with a resounding blow i land an uppercut to your heart

while my fist were never clinched and my arms never raised

the words i spoke tore open your flesh and the blood ran quick

this wound i created can not be mended my stitches will always break

the desperation of my regret is a piercing retaliation

i said "i miss you" what i mean was "i hate your fucking face"

the day we met two hurricanes intersected

it was only a matter of time before self inflicted destruction

happiness isn't about perfection it's a slow patient understanding