Stars Die.
I was too irate for my own good at the beginning. So much so that I could not even write something legible. Now I’m collected and calm.
Calm enough to be abstract and fluent, or as close to it as I can get, In other words….
I am placid. I have placed a lid on my frustrations enough to negate them for your sake, that is. You were the cure for me, wait…scratch that…more like the remedy, my muse, my ally, someone to vouch for me. Now the anger takes over and my words turn sober so sit down and go over what I’m about to say. I’m losing my cool so this could burn, I guess I’ll never learn, In other words….
You pushed me aside as if I were shit. I can’t fucking believe you did that. Actually, I can. Your apathy for me beat me into submission leaving me numb to your position on me if any. I have misjudged my importance to you, if any. I would have thought you last to erase me I was wrong. You are no different from malefactors I tolerate. Stars die Jack. You are dead. I am done. This was a fucking slap in the face. I feel less now because of you. You were really my last hope to hang in there and fight, maybe I was ignoring the fact that I loved you more now than I did way back when, but I’m not ignoring shit anymore. My love for you is going to be replaced with tolerance. You are a fucking face in the crowd to me now, no different from anyone else. I gave more than I got from you and that is disgusting I’ve wasted everything on you because of you I’m dry and you’ll never get a smile from me that I haven’t already used once before. Being associated with you is worthless in more ways than one, In other words…..
…I have no more words left
spent.
Calm enough to be abstract and fluent, or as close to it as I can get, In other words….
I am placid. I have placed a lid on my frustrations enough to negate them for your sake, that is. You were the cure for me, wait…scratch that…more like the remedy, my muse, my ally, someone to vouch for me. Now the anger takes over and my words turn sober so sit down and go over what I’m about to say. I’m losing my cool so this could burn, I guess I’ll never learn, In other words….
You pushed me aside as if I were shit. I can’t fucking believe you did that. Actually, I can. Your apathy for me beat me into submission leaving me numb to your position on me if any. I have misjudged my importance to you, if any. I would have thought you last to erase me I was wrong. You are no different from malefactors I tolerate. Stars die Jack. You are dead. I am done. This was a fucking slap in the face. I feel less now because of you. You were really my last hope to hang in there and fight, maybe I was ignoring the fact that I loved you more now than I did way back when, but I’m not ignoring shit anymore. My love for you is going to be replaced with tolerance. You are a fucking face in the crowd to me now, no different from anyone else. I gave more than I got from you and that is disgusting I’ve wasted everything on you because of you I’m dry and you’ll never get a smile from me that I haven’t already used once before. Being associated with you is worthless in more ways than one, In other words…..
…I have no more words left
spent.