Put your pants back on And put your top back on I have never regretted something Until these few days that have past I was there sitting on a chair At the end of the hallway in your shirt With handful of tissues and smudged eyeliner Running down me like black veins Blackened holes inside filled with issues No one can fix me I'm just nothing I was broken before we met There's no punch line in this joke Take back everything we said before Erase all these memories They're not going to do anything for us For we are to go our ways tonight No more one night stands no more of this No more of this burden eating at me No more of me and you No more of this house
I enjoyed this. I think everyone can relate to the confusion described in this poem- from on time or another in their lives. Good job.