The City Is Coming Down Tonight, Be Glad You Aren’t Inside

Back to these cold endless nights,
Repeating to myself that I don’t miss you.
Were you ever really there?
Was this the best you could do?

You took hold of my steering wheel,
And threw me out of control.
Now I am lost, and left walking
Down a road that I don’t know.

Take one look at me.
See what you want to see.
I could never even be,
What you wanted me to be.

I gave in for you.
I didn’t even fight.
My inner walls are broken.
Honey, The city is coming down tonight.


A poem written about my ex. Yeah, yeah.