she chose to surmise my truth as a lie
Which brought a stringent taste as I thought of her lips on mine
With but an utterance of what was on her mind
She decimated whatever was left on the inside
When hearts beat
Words speak
When I blink
I begin to think
Day by day night by night
I don't think I've ever felt this fright
I grasped her hand as she turned away with tears in her eyes
I tried to breathe as she ripped it away and gasped with a sigh
She told me I had become the very thing I'd feared
That thought soon seemed to be branded or seared to my mind
Beaten till I'm not black or blue
Not even then hint of a bruise
All it took were words and my desperate reality
Was snatched from me
Some people think the beautiful reality the dream to be
Is the most beautiful thing they'll see
But it's not real and it wouldn't be anything except a whim
Sometimes even bad guys deserve a win
What's love without loss and tragedy
What's beauty without scars and ugly
What's good without bad and disturbing times
Because it's in those moments you'll find
The object of your own destruction is often your own creation
