dirt beneath your fingernails

promises that were unkept
a slighted hand now shown
is this my reality
or someone else’s
i hope my tears drown you
your breath reeks of the lies you told
of the promises you knew you’d break
i don’t want your words
there are pieces of me left broken
sitting in your jean pockets
as you walk away whistling our song
so casual with something so delicate
i hope you never forget me
i hope i haunt your dreams
and taunt your waking hours
like the dirt beneath your fingernails
you could never come clean
of promises that were unkept
a slighted hand now shown
is this my reality
or someone else’s