Monday, September 17, 2012

Resentment


Here I go again
With all my memories of you
How stupid can I be,
Knowing everything you do?
Compassionless, without a soul
Do you even bleed?
Sitting around like some kind of god,
Too damned good to need.
I keep telling myself you’re not that great
And that I do believe.
But why can’t I escape your face
Or your wicked spineless deed?
You drained away my sanity,
You broke my bleeding heart.
You read my thoughts all too well
And tore my dreams apart.
With all of this kept in your mind
Can you answer me a riddle?
What would make me cling to you
And your false truths, so brittle?
Someday we’ll be dust in the wind
And then I will be free
Of all the things you’ll never do,
Of all you’ve done to me.

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