I believed the world of you
My world was so small
Each time you withdrew
A dagger from your sheath
I should've seen it all
Consistent traitor
My faith whittled with every cut
Persistent labour
To forgive, to become so fucked
I never would leave your side
I keep my word and hurt by my own hand
I never would leave, I
Looked to you like you could understand
Consistent traitor
My faith whittled with every cut
Persistent labour
To forgive, to become so fucked
Every corner I must look straight down in search for any recognisable shape
Maybe your silhouette followed me home and forced me to behave
I'm stuck in this anguish, forever in torment, you lie to your friends and to me you pretend
So I'm stuck in this anguish, forever in torment, I try to be graceful but after all we are just human
So I make a mess before amends, beg you to stay even when you're the culprit
I might hurt you too, unable to move past from the past, wish I could do that just like you did
YOU ARE READING
Songs I Write | VIII
PoetryHello! - Please don't steal. - If you do use any or anything, just give credit, thanks. - 20 years old, England.
