Another turns from ashes to dust,
Burning from the broken trust,
Crumbling my heart into a jar,
Deathly emotions scream from afar,
Eventually time will catch up with me,
Forsaking all we can now see.
Gentle words spin convincing lies,
Hollow promises, too, he cries;
I tried to prevent the cycle of life,
Justifying my actions in strife,
Knowing I can't end the war
Leaving me hurting to my very core.
Maybe one day when I glance back,
Not to see your façade finally crack,
Opening my windows once more,
Pressure to let you in through my door,
Quitting this drug before it can start,
Reeling me in and dominating my
heart.
Snap and clamp your hand around my throat,
This tigress will not on you dote,
Ugly, fake cowards end themselves,
Volunteers for an Eternal Hell.
When you ask yourself how badly you fucked up;
You will still listen to me through the wall with a cup!
Xanthos was less of a bitch than you,
Zenith will never be acquittable to you.
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Optimistic Pessimism
PoetryA compilation of poetry I've written in order to express myself. They are all very short, only about 100 words each, so please give reading a few a try! :) I also have a book! Link: http://w.tt/21toVyh (It's on my bio! And it's called "Scrape") Al...
