you say you understand
but i know you don't
because all you ever do,
is scream and scream
for all its worth
for that is all you know
'In love and war, all's fair' — they said
a fantasy you weave,
a deceptive gleam;
mistaking shadows,
for love's radiance
but i know, it's a war
it's the goddamn fight of my life
'tis a battlefield—
of words;
for me and you,
and, you and i
and you started it
you started it
piercing words,
contempt's cold kiss.
telling me things,
i never wished to hear
YOU ARE READING
secrets from the lair
Poetryan anthology of bad poetry, but who cares [the lowercase letters all throughout are intentional, they're not grammatical errors]
