Hooligan
i knew you were a vandal when i saw you
i knew you would rip out my lungs and my heart like wrapping paper off a present
here i am, packaged & pretty, wrapped with a bow
and there you are, with avid and hungry eyes,
ready to claw me apart
break me, destroy me, ravage me
shatter me, smash me
shards of broken glass across the floor
watch your feet
funny how such a tiny sliver can make you bleed
funny how a sliver can make you scream
make you writhe & cry
but it’s always the little things that destroy us the most
it’s always the little things that push us into the vast cavern of insanity
it’s always the little things that drown us
as i drown myself in tears & alcohol & sadness
i’ve always been one for self-destruction
and you’re just an assistant in the act
a partner in crime, plotting my own demise
lock me away
put me behind prison bars instead of behind bar counters
i should be thinking about my crime, not drinking to pass the time
i’m a candy-colored poison
pretty at a glance, deadly on a chance
i dare you to take a sip
taste my angst, my brokenness, my anger
let my pain kill you, let it close up your throat & tear you apart
because guys like you will always believe in love at first sight;
they’ll take one look at something beautiful and be consumed with it,
and girls like me will always believe in it
trust every twisted word, the ‘i love you’ and the ‘i promise you’ and the ‘i would never do that to you’
i’m a blank wall, a vacant space
empty and bare
and you, a reckless hooligan
have covered me in your graffiti
-e.g.
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