Fallacy

Spiteful minds and ill rid thoughts,

Tattered petals burning.

Screaming out from the pain you wrought,

It’s been a cold, cold journey..

 

I tried to quit this time,

But pain hurt me deep.

I left it all in its prime

But the memory still seeps.

 

Moving out and moving on,

Just let me disappear.

Looking out, missing bond,

And I have no more to fear.

 

The fallacy’s done,

There’s nothing left to be.

He doesn’t think about her?

You never thought about me.