About **** by Kathryn Fitzpatrick

falling back into a hard time
not exactly feeling quite right
the victim of your crime
is having trouble sleeping at night

you said that you missed her when you were with me,
not even thinking about what you inferred.
i know she’s the sun while I’m a rough sea
and you find my melodramatics absurd

crying on the bathroom floor
i don’t think you could care less
not wanting to be here anymore,
you wouldn’t like what i want to express

you’re one of the good men who don’t use women
but i guess you don’t perceive me as innocent
i know i repeat the cycle that feels like a prison
but i can’t reject it when all i crave is something intimate