Thursday Night Blue

You slipped on the sole of your words.

Putting your acting ways in front of truth that your so call kindness denies.

Placing your inner truth that we should all carry last; taking the back seat second to one for your lies.

As your looks blinded me purely...

What I thought you had shined so brightly confusing me. You apologize.

What's wrong?

Knowing that I would never do any wrong to hurt no female at all was always for me a complicated insecurity.

Surely I over thought so much.

Jumping this tight rope that was my heart.

Making it rotate as if it truly was as so many others jumped over it before with a tight grip.

A helluva clutch.

As a night planed started to question who I am.

Sharing my emotions which may be my greatest weakness.

You show interest as if it is your mission.

Codename you don't give a damn.

As this situation goes from bad to worse.

Leaving me in question how I don't hate the world, but I wish I can step into another universe

Maybe I don't speak....

Maybe it is best for me to write this and keep all of this quiet.

I speak when spoken to...

When I have something to say.

It is not hard to do...

If you are full of crap don't talk with your mouth full of s**t. Keep it shut it's easy as I am silent a small rule that I have made myself oblige by it so much you should try it.

How I wish that I can get beauty to stay.

Though they treat it as a game of chest.

That they really play on my chest.

They take away my knight.... I have no shine and armor.

The soul is taken out as I am forced to walk away as I did so many times from the rest.

I can not look at Thursday the same....

It stands for pain.....

That does not leave...

I curse it as I wish it can die and leave me alone.

A sink full of water that I am sinking into.

The only exception is that there is no drain.

You smile in my face.....

Talk not to me, but behind my back cause I have nothing to say or say to much.

Although when you want something...

You know my number.....

You know who to call....

You know my name....

On the other hand it is strange when I am not around...

Not a peep out of you....

No how are you...

No sound.

You show that what you see is what you get...

I guess that may be the case, but if the way you treat people isin't that what you should get back?

Is that a theory that should be simply full of s**t?

No more can I speak I have nothing more to say,,,,,

I am talking to myself cause if others gave a damn I would not be going through it...

This game of love...

I am about to say screw it..

That is all I can do..

I am not fine....

This is how I feel Thursday Night “I shall not speak your name”, but you leave me so blue.

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