its a villanelle yall...

your eyes

i never thought id let you go like this
i used to pray to make these things work out
your cold hard eyes are ones i love to miss

bent low by poison in your sour kiss
god never meant to leave me with dark doubt
i never thought id let you go like this

stop standing there in my own hell's fake bliss
you lie to say you know all im about
your cold hard eyes are ones i love to miss

your work has left you as my life's abscess
burned in my eyelids your infernal pout
i never thought id let you go like this

the candle light reflects on your bare fists
no worries; neighbors know by heart your shout
your cold hard eyes are ones i love to miss

damn wasted hours watching you cut my wrist
its odd to pack your bags and put you out
i never thought id let you go like this
your cold hard eyes are ones i love to miss