Isabella

You think you invented everything and me,
But this universe isn’t big enough for the two of us;
You are grey and pompous beige, I am fluorescent.
It’s not a crime to shine in a black world.

Dull mind, stupid heart.
You can’t see the truth for your obsession -
A shuffle away, a turned cheek, a cast-aside word,
But why would I be the one to open your eyes?

He is never far from mind nor heart,
With salt to rub in old scars.
I can only hope your ill-fated love
Ends destructively, like mine.

Watch him toy with you,
A sour kiss in the garden.
Isabella, you are a fool,
Weak with your blind love.
Take your pompous fifteen minutes
And the coy revenge that follows.