Breakup

Crumbled and faded ecstasy,
Your touch is outdated
And losing equity.

Your mouth now a aggravation,
Spewing lies forth, attacking
My ears like some alien invasion.

I thought this'd be hard.
Saying Goodbye.
But I'm tired and you're sick.
I have no more tears left to cry.

You and Your nearness,
A plague on my house.
So please just stop talking
And get the fuck out.