turning out...

it's when the shit breaks the fuck down...
when u see for yourself how much u mean to them spewing from their mouth...
finding true intent behind the eyes...
turning luv confused into a spiral of lies...
knowing they could walk away like u ain't shit...
yeah, that does it...
listening to them tare u apart...
cutting u with words that decode the art...
hearing the hate in their tone...
as the thought comes along of this is home.?.
after everything how is it they jus don't care.?.
as if ur not the reason of rare...
it ain't easy when they forget who u were supposed to be...
watching them rant n rave n scream...
losing mature grounds like they need to get away...
thing is they never truly luv'd u from the very first day...
friends don't somehow close off the emotion...
as lips mumble with the attempt to hold still in the middle of the explosion...
it's damn near like they are about themselves...
throwing temper tantrums with their inability to felt...
violently pushing ur buttons causing so much pain...
crippling the heart as each cut bleeds out...
as luv reverses n retracts due to the sounds...
loud n abrupt with childish like behavior leaking from hidden acts...
wondering is the bubble of the head that reads leave them in the past...
jus get away...
with exclamations use punctuation's to reveal what comes from thee insane...
dripping with saliva spit hits the face...
they do everything they can to provoke what's been inslaved...
as every last moment that's been shoved below can see the light...
finding legs walking into a different life...
turning on the leave of absence...
poof, gone like magic...
drifting on wtf happened when it was u that made the so fuckin happy...
it's saddening...
ignorant due to the facts of u never wanted for it to end so soon...
yet, the mind simply went kaboom.!.