Dreams

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(Written about a previous lover).


Dreams aren't what they used to be,

Can't you see?

I'm drowning in my own pit,

So, don't use your venom on me.


You use your words in poison,

Like a gun,

That just went off and I scream,

At you, back to square one, I'm stunned.


You came to me fake and brief.

I'm a thief,

Forever saying never,

To a boy that became my grief.


You were the one I adored.

I was bored,

With you, for you treated me wrong.

Why have you forsaken me, Lord?


But I know it's all my fault,

To assault,

You back with my own suffering.

It was just my line of default.

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