The Method

The Method

Pull me close and tell me it's okay

reassure me it's true what you say

Blindly give me your faith

there is only so much of this one can take

To my face you make your promises

and to my back those you brake

just any other day to you 

never mind what we decided or I said

You just keep looking the other way

like this is normal to you

without remorse you remain 

without recourse you ignore me

Walk on my chest like the living room rug

take from me my hard work

and rake my heart out

with a smile on your face

with my last dollar you would take

refuge in my home without my permission

and by this is your admission

of guilt and shame and cowardice

You're just a parasite in my skin

there is no cure for your disease

you are caustic to my heart

and in my body you should depart

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

It sounded like a good song too other than just a poem. Bravo.............