Delete the Draft

Delete the Draft

Bedroom dark, one angry note
Every cruel sentence lined
I know exactly where to cut you
If I wanted to be that kind
Thumb above the send arrow
Heart doing ninety in my chest
I can imagine every consequence
And still mistake revenge for rest

Thoughts aren't commands
Anger isn't a plan

Delete the Draft, keep my hands clean
Delete the Draft, I know what rage can mean
I can hate the ending without becoming it
Delete the Draft, let the worst thought quit

I block the number, close the app
Put the phone face-down for good
Walk outside and hear the city
Like I forgot the whole world could
Keep moving without our disaster
Keep moving without one last scene
Power isn't making you hurt
Power isn't letting hurt remake me

Delete the Draft, keep my hands clean
Delete the Draft, I know what rage can mean
I can hate the ending without becoming it
Delete the Draft, let the worst thought quit

I thought revenge would make me taller
It only made the room feel small
I can hate the ending without becoming it
That trash-folder icon stayed with me

Delete the Draft, let the screen go black
Delete the Draft, I'm not coming back
I can hate the ending without becoming it
Delete the Draft, that's my final hit

Delete the Draft