Useless Collection

You're just a bunch of poems now.

Ones that I'll read from time to time

but that's all I will have of you

everything else is long gone and deleted.

There's nowhere to go to find you

I remember you said you like it that way

I wanted so much to lower your walls

but the more I think about it I was never

going to be allowed in.

Who am I to see what's eating you on the inside

it was fun while it lasted

Goodbye Mr. Boss.

you no longer have to supervise my heart.