Neither the attempts saw the light of the day
Nor did thou let me see.
Tried every day to ferret out the truth
Killing my salad days.
In ink I wrote the pain to HIM to feel,
To every stone I prayed and kneel.
Faced the music of unwise words and bitter truth
Found my notebook lousy with scribbled pain
Answered by many, "Let bygones be bygones"
Questioned by none, "How'll you go on?"
Was anyone all ears to what I said?
For which sin had I paid?
In my palmy days I had friends and their sweet vows
On these stormy nights, where am I who knows?
To every creature on earth, I ask
What on earth make you wear that flawless mask?
Under which you hides, a betrayal, a beast or a liar
I wonder how it do not tire you, my smile do make me tire.
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Fallen To A Beast
PoetryIts really a painful feeling when you write something very true and honest from your heart for someone who left you giving you an liable reason but later you get to know that person was fooling you for your innocent nature. And its an akward feeling...
