Sleep My Love: Poetry

5/13/13

Don't bother asking

for another chance.

You're not getting this

one last dance.

I can see the crocidile

tears in your eyes.

You've come to realization

that I see through your lies.

Give up, it's not worth it.

Why do you have to make

this so complicated?

Stop stressing over what

was never there.

I can tell what you're thinking.

Don't you even dare.

All you ever were was

a little baby.

You maybe could have acted

a little more mature, maybe.

You expect me to drop

to my knees and cry.

Little do you know,

I grew a pair of wings

and I'm going to fly.

Don't hold me down.

This is not your call.

Nothing you say is going to

make me fall.

So keep everything that you

can't bear.

I can tell what you're thinking.

Don't you even say it,

don't you even dare.