your monsters

you never fit into my poems
because i struggled to find
nice and acceptable words
since you were unacceptable
but now i've let out the monsters
that you birthed into our relationship
the monsters you fed
the monsters you nurtured
when i tried so hard to give
our relationship flowers and birds
your monsters ate all my gifts
so i stopped giving you anything
from my heart and my soul
your monsters didnt deserve them
you didnt deserve them
you didnt deserve me
i let out the monsters
your monsters
and now they're on the loose
and theyre only sticking to you

Heartbreak is Bonaventure

Heartbreak is Bonaventure
It’s my room in Loughlen
Packing up everything
Mom take me home
Save my tears
For the road back to Ohio

Heartbreak is Bonaventure
It’s my suite in Shay
My ankle encased in a boot
Too many feelings
What do I do
All I know is shutting down

Heartbreak is Bonaventure
It’s my brick room in Candy Shoppe
Late at night
Can’t sleep
Can’t do this anymore
Can’t have you 

you bitch

i am
because i must

be strong

eating you whole
swallowing you ego first
you bitch

you bought
white mules
with offensive fringe
because i wore
white mules to
art basel
on miami beach
you bitch

cant secure
your self-esteem
lift yourself up
with false embellishments
and utter nonsense
delusional
you laugh at others
to bring them down

you think youre smarter
with your mediocre
public school education
hillbilly college
let that dumbass study

you are trash
because your soul
is trash
you bitch

i blame your mother

I blame your mother

You have a shitty personality
That only a mother could love

You have a heavy stupidity about you
That only a mother could encourage
So you would never be bright enough to leave her

You have a pitiful aura
That only a mother would think was beautiful

You are pathetic
And your mom made you that way

I feel sorry for the woman who ends up with you
If your mother ever allows such a thing 

you left flowers

you left flowers at my door
handwritten notes
asking for another chance

you lied to me
sleazy tasks
behind my back
you thought you could pull one
over my head
after I stayed with you for too long

i gave those flowers away
the ones you left at my door
i didn’t want tainted flowers
their odor and empty promises
adding a foul stink to my sanctuary

i donated your nothing leftovers
that were forgotten
hoping some good would come
from your ugly manipulation

they never belonged
in my home anyway
you never deserved to be
in my home anyway
i never truly belonged
to you anyway

i never wanted those flowers anyway