Yesterday I read your messages.

I didn’t know you sent them.

They hit me like a blade,

Sharp, cutting, red of blood.

You told me it wasn’t fair I abandoned you,

You weren’t aware of my pain,

Of my demons.

But I think you knew.

You told me you would have left anybody for me

Cause you loved me.

But actually you didn’t care.

And I escaped

From my demons

From you

That’s pain

That’s life

That’s what you wanted.