Echoes You Made Poem by Za7ra Sulaiman

you wanted to kill me—but it'll kill you the same.
you wished i would stay, been cursing my name.
drunk on this pain, you sip it like wine,
watching me crumble, thinking she's still mine.

look at my life, how it fades into dust,
your hands held the match, your smile held the trust.
you built me a coffin and called it a throne,
then laughed as i wept in the dark all alone.

but this grief? it cuts, and it cuts both ways
you'll drown in the fire you set in my days.
so toast to the wreckage, toast to the end,
i died in your love,

but i won't break again.