I don't want you to be my muse!
You're a lying feckless creature ,who feeds off the insecurities of my undeveloped guileless mind.
Reaping all the riches of my heart without thinking about the damage and scars you are inflicting upon an innocent soul.
Your inveterate actions are so simple,always trying to disguise your monstrous pernicious and deceiving feelings to trap me into an ephemeral euphoria.
The drugs no longer works,my pain is eating away all of my broken pieces slowly. I feel disconsolate,stupid,and all my feelings are now left in a tacenda of written heartbroken journals.
