I Want You Gone

What's left of a half home when one third has been hollowed out
Take these memories, I don't want them, they aren't mine anymore
You're security was a sham.
And I will not apologize for my lack of perfection,
Because after all it means I'm human.

But fuck this. Fuck perfection. Fuck wanting to be something unattainable.
I am myself and you are not yourself but the monster I've made you out to be.
Maybe you're not the monster at all.

Maybe it's me, maybe I'm to blame.
But if that's the case then I'm the monster.

I'll hide under your bed but I'll hang overhead like a threat

You cannot hurt me anymore.
Because I have moved on.