Yet Another Notch

What’s another breakup floating in my skull?

Pile on another day of the loneliness and dull.

These are demons that I bear; constant friends and dreadful fears.

I’m the one who’s going numb, not the one soaking in tears.

Victims of infatuation are the ones who never learn.

Tell ourselves that we need no one, but invite another burn.

Every scar counts as a promise that can wound the living dead.

I’m still haunted by the echo of the s**t she often said.

It’s my fault and always has been.

I’m too dumb to learn my lesson.

There’s no way to save my soul,

No weight lifted from confession.

You were just another c**t in a growing list of failures.

You are just another strand while I’m my destruction’s tailor.

Reviews

[KisuKimmi]

I really like it, your choice of wording is good.