Toxic

I use to look up to you until, things began to fade away. Leaving nothing but, broken open scars and painful tears that draws down my face, which leads to a story I seem to hold onto. Breaking up my heart which is why. its so, hard to breath as theses ears can no longer hold onto your toxicity. You have caused me so much pain that I have no choice but, to refrain. I hold onto the lock and key, as I toss you the chain. This will be the very last you "EVER"! see of me because I have no time to swim deep into your pothole. Note: when I say pothole in the end of this poem, I mean basically "I do not have time to swim in negativity". More so sewer which you get it now.