Another mistake, I thought I could mend,
I Thought I could make it through, see the end.
Promises shattered, on your words depend,
Will you keep them now, or just pretend?
How I miss the way you'd say my name,
The way you'd bend and break in this game.
Makeup like teardrops, a sorrowful frame,
Your touch, your taste, they're not the same.
When the curtain's call is finally heard,
Will we both survive, word for word?
A realization, striking, absurd,
Love's but death to peace, so I inferred.
You're in the walls I built, crosses and frames,
Hanging upside down, playing your games.
All in vain, I took the blames,
For all I cared about, now just names.
You come and go like the ocean's waves,
Leaving behind your vociferous graves.
In waves you come, taking what saves,
Swallowing whole, in a cycle that enslaves.
Are you content, are you satisfied?
In this game of love, have you complied?
In the end, it's a treacherous ride,
In the ebb and flow of life's fickle tide.
