nineteen

While thinking he would and he did, as it came 

multiple harsh little thoughts were

displayed in my mind, taking all but time to plan out

these sweet things, blissful memories poisoned, my mind

over thinks. 

Well wouldn't you like to hear it then, if I said it more truthful

a knife to your veins, and you knew how I felt, maybe one after all,

this time hunny, I'll strike being nice in this place

see vindictive love takes over, a pace. 

If you acted mysterious, then to me it's just fate, 'cause we all knew

you would, therefore you let it escape, as time after time, and over

again, we seek safety, while you seek your muse.  

Now if I'm brutally honest you don't care for at all, that's the others

you use and tread over, before

all these days and the nights that they turned, I saw inspiration and 

hope, In your mind hearted kind. 

Reviews

[Nobody.]

feels like deceit. and confusion over the feelings of the deceiver....
wrestling with honesty and brutality.
I felt it.
cheers!