Fuck your facade

Do you know that I can see right through you?

Your smile doesn't reach your eyes like its supposed to. 

You're lying through your teeth and make it look easy,

And your greetings settle on me like they're greasy.

You're a trauma response in a leather jacket.

All fake smiles and thinking we will get it.

What's behind closed doors is not closed off.

I can hear your anger reverberating through the walls.

Fists and screams 

And faux alibis,

Downing that bottle 

Of cornerstone whiskey.

Until you see red,

Until you forget 

All inhibitions 

That you never had.

I can hear them landing.

I can hear the screaming. 

I can hear everything

Except you stopping.

I can hear the moments

That broke the innocence.

I wish my pen was a weapon

So I could write you to an end. 

You're nothing new.

You're a story as old as time

And it's a knowledge I already knew.

I have years of practice of holding my breath the longest….