Beautiful, Fake, Love

A Poem by Protect Me Demons That Come At Night

This is a collab poem with Chloe, Aaron, Danny and Si33d.

All of your lies, we all

fell for them.

All of the times you

said sweet things, we

believed you.

But where are you

now, darling?

But who are you

sleeping with tonight?

Who are you,

are you this

stranger, or are

you this person that

I thought I knew?

Now, I'm glad you got

a broken heart.

Now you can feel

everything I felt.

Because I've been trying

to fix mine from

the start.

I cried every night over

you.

I thought your lies

were true.

But you are still here.

You never left you

live in my head.

Your body's dead

your a word

instead.

Did you ever die?

Did you ever really

leave?

Or did you

love me?

In my sleep I

repeat it.

In my dreams you

are still here but

what if you don't

love me?

Then who am I?

But now that you've

been shot dead,

I have a new surprise.

I understand it

completely.

You're just too big

of a wimp.

You're just too afraid

of the lies and times

and the words and curses.

But you will miss me.

When you play pretend.

You will regret it.

All of the lies and all

of the rumors you

will regret it.

It will hurt you more

than it hurt me.

© 2011 Protect Me Demons That Come At Night

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Author's Note

This makes no sense.
The stanzas written in italics are lines from songs.

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Kiri Nells

The best part of poetry from True Poets is when it makes little sense to the average reader. Every once in a while, you'll get a reader that is so emotionally struck, so enthralled by the poet's work that they spend their time analyzing and enjoying the mystery and feeling as they should. Those readers are worth the criticism and misunderstanding- always. Really great write, my friend, truly.