cant

 

cant do you even know i created that world for you? i layed the roads, created the constitution. i populated it, and tended the gardens. and you screw me? really? your kingship exists because i handed your dumbass the crown. you rule the roost because i made you head c**k. it was my skill. it was my way with the peasants that made you great. and you dick me. you hurt me. you ripped me apart. and every brokan promise burns on the cross of your heart. every tear i cry will gather amongst each other and drown you. i wish. i want to hate you. i want to rip the foundation i layed with my own hands from beneath you. and leave you there to blow on your scraped knees. you have hurt me. you glued me back together, so that you could personally rip me apart again. and im to weak to hate you for it. god. i hope you hurt too. i wish i had it in me to go back there and tear you down. but i know you dont give a f**k. i cant even look at you.

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Very bold. A bit confusing, though, I must say. Everytime I think I just about got the meaning of the poem it makes me doubt myself. It sparks me as being incredibly deep & personal, though. Which I like. At the same time the anonymity drives me crazy! haha