is it wrong of me?”

to wanna see you bleeding
with scars all over your body
with as much pain as possible
so excruciating that you can’t share it
you struggle to explain in the simplest words

seems like i’mma be the bad guy
because i wanna be there to watch it all
i won’t be the helping hand
i’ll be cutting the rubber band
the one that binds us together
the one that’s kept us so close to each other

pretend to be deaf so your cries don’t bother me
let it kill you right in front of my eyes
sadly, you leave me without saying any goodbyes