Give Me a Choice Between Happiness and Suffering and I’ll Choose You

It’s great to call people by their first names
As if you’ve known them all your life.
But nobody cares about the ones
Who lurk in the shadows.
Doesn’t it feel great to pick your poison?
Maybe space is what I need,
A one way trip to Mars
Due for 2020.
Then it’ll be the first time I leave you behind
For you
To catch up with me and not
The other way around.

Right now, I write to rid myself of
Jealousy that is my only crime,
Listening to music that reminds me of you but in the worst way possible, you see-
I love to antagonize those that hurt me
And if I were to write a hit list,
You’d be on top. Like the girls that you top
I’ll leave you tied to the bed asking for one last act of kindness.
But oh, honey-
I ran out of those
The last one-hundred times you betrayed me.

Give Me a Choice Between Happiness and Suffering and I’ll Choose You

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