instant closures gonna get you


you hung on for too long
becoming some sort of emotional pickpocket
thieving the very good from inside me
leaving only what you couldnt use
or deemed necessary at the time
like those little droplets of cancer
that grew from your touch
that festered into some sick ideal
of who i thought i was to be
a sickly mutant slowly dying
from your pestilent ways
i need your poison no longer
ive cast your wicked ways aside
i wish you the best
and pray your beast devours
and thieves no more
and i write this to say
you can keep what you stole
and to finally say to you
goodbye