liar

"Didn't want to be your ghost, didn't want to be anyone's ghost. For more than a month you said it was not inside my heart, it was. You said it should tear a kid apart,it DOES."

Twelve trophies on your shelf, all of which fill you with pride. People you destroyed that dried and died. You thought I was a lucky thirteen, you thought you could break me down. 31 days you make me walk a path of nails, smile at my confusion, my anger, and you convinced shadows that walked but wouldn't talk around me, you knew I couldn't see.
Your footsteps are stains on my floorboards, the echo of your laughter a ghost. The only thing you haunt me with is the lies you chose and told. Turn a crowd against me, shame on you. To believe a better friend you'd be, well that's just shame on me.
I hope the ties you severed snap within whatever you chose as crap to throw in my face. To think I was the disgrace within the mix, I hope the sticks you made to defend you burn and you fucking learn at least one thing - whatever you bring to the table you eat, and if you can't, fall to your feet. Don't bite off more than you can chew, in the end it always returns to you.

xoxo