Rusty and tarnished

The building is old,

The water runs a little red

when you first turn the tap on.

The silver is a dark grey,

it misses it's lightening luster

that insisted to be worn.

I'm amidst the rubble.

After feeling the scorn

of your derision,

after you coated me
with your

condescending tone...

I didn't want to share anymore.