what i've known has been scattered
desents into indecency
entangled lies and farewells and pieces of the beast in me
torn in two as always a conundrum wrapped in old news
each layer that has shed thus far
strangled softly in the muse
of what it seemed like when i was in it
so far from what i feel today
we grow apart together glued loosely in our frays
breathe perfect to be over this
no point in hashing out
you're patterned and imbittered
and im sober many days now
so keep far and keep going
because that's all im apt to do
but its hell to think of our wilderness
sweat heavy on our brow
of days stomping concrete and adrenaline rushes torn without
i can't stop the fury of the memory
she is heavy and hellward bound
please release me so i can do this
so i can love a man in peace
your happiness keeps me miserable
i am a hypocrite dressed in good girl sheath
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