If I yell out
Until I lose
My voice
If I can’t speak
Of it
Does that mean
The pain
Is
Gone
Will the
Anger
Follow
Suit
Put blame
Where it
Belongs
I wear it
Like a
Medal
Because
A con
Can’t
Run their
Game without
A
Participant
I saw you
For what
You
Really are
Instead of
The mirage
You present
But once
The dust
Fell from my
Heart I focused
On the beating
Blindly
Common sense
Raged a
Losing battle
Knowing the
Consequences
Of actions
Doomed to
Watch from
Afar
Until the
Final strap
Broke from the
Mask you wear
You have
Taught me
Love
To the
Point
That if
That’s what
Love
Is
I hope
Nobody ever
Tells me
They love me again
You told
Me
I was different
I am
But it was
You that needed
To be different
Instead of
Changing scenery
While
Staying
The same
Wear that
Sheeps
Clothing
Tailored
To a
Perfect
Fit
While walking
Amongst
Your victims
Without
A
Conscience
I wanted
So badly
To
Believe
That somebody
Could love me
I turned
A
Blind
Eye
To
Everything
Else
Red flags
Used
As
Decorations
Lies
Told
To
Fill the
Silence
With
Noise
I’m to
Blame
I know
The games
I’m not
Naïve
Wishing for
Something
While
Knowing the
Truth
Doesn’t
Make
Me
An
Innocent
So add me
To the list
Of people
That made
You a
Victim
And I’ll
Add you
To the
List of
People I
Wish I
Never knew
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