transaction

the funds hit my account
and a hole entered my chest
all i ever wanted was to be loved
the way that i loved you
the house, the trips, the gifts
were all nothing but a mask
to tend to your guilt
to cover up your lies
and i felt it
i feel it now
my pain can’t be bought
it is not for sale
my heart is a heirloom
you thought it was a commodity
you never cared for your things
i should’ve known
that i was nothing more than that
a play thing for your misery
to deceive, torture, and discard
yes i got the money
and the sleepless nights
the pit in my stomach
the hole in my chest
the lump in my throat
the tears in my eyes
the bruise on my soul
you didn’t break me
but i will never be the same
after you

-ep