linda m crate

hoping karma wrecks you 

sometimes the lines between

love and indifference

blur,

and when they do

just know it is my song to you;

everything you promised

was a lie 

to keep me there—

butterflies were flying toward 

the rainbow,

should've listened to my gut instincts

and the promise of hope;

but you insisted it was like i always belonged—

i hated you for that lie,

you just knew my insecurity was

being forgotten and being left alone;

now i'm indifferent toward you mostly

but there is a part of me hoping karma wrecks you.

 

all the stars will burn you

the lines of our love

shattered

when you gave into 

your lust,

because your need to satisfy

yourself was all you cared about;

not the shattered hearts behind you—

only saw my roses and sunshine,

but never my thorns and moonless nights;

i promise you this woman is persephone

full of love, death, life, dreams, nightmares and rage—

if i could i would set hades dog on you

for all the dreams you've shattered,

i think you should be charged for murder;

so should you walk into the enchanted wood of my heart

you will find all the stars there will burn you.

the bitterness of now 

i still love you,

though, there are no

lines that have repaired

our friendship lost;

i was afraid of losing our friendship

when i fell in love with you—

so i lashed out,

trusting my ego more than your love;

and i'm sorry i hurt you—

in white roses and pink sunsets

you still haunt me,

and so i dance with you in

my memories;

trying to taste the sweetness instead of the

bitterness of now.