You have such pretty words.
That take shape
And fly with the birds.
You have such pretty lies.
Deceitfully hidden
In plain sight behind your eyes.
You are so kind.
And I believed you
And walked into this blind.
I am so grateful.
To see now
That you're so deceitful.
I am happy I was never involved
Before the problems
Could be riddled and solved.
I am not proud
To have to hide and
keep my pain from being loud.
I cry at night.
Out of earshot,
And certainly out of sight.
I am not the one,
Anymore, to deal with your lies.
Now I have to be done.
YOU ARE READING
Gracelessly
PuisiAs the tides turn, As the times change if everything is extraordinary is anything? In the end, the truth shines out all her flaws ring and shout. The moonlight shines and in it she falls gracelessly she, soulless, grays eternally The pandemonium sho...
