Black Heart

Y’all played me.

So I became the player.

Simple circle of life

Survival of the fittest.

Predators need prey

Or else they are prey.

Instead of being broken

I break.

Instead of chasing

I let y’all chase.

I live for the adrenaline

Lust for the kill.

Used t’be

A certified lover girl

Doe eyed

Pink cheeks

But y’all turned my heart black

And don’t cry when I leave

Because y’all left first.

I’ll let you simp

I’ll let you cry

I’ll let you get down on your knees

And then I’ll show you what you’ve created.

A body you’ve never touched

A soul black as the night

Plastic heart.

Y’all asked for it.

May the best man win.