Playing games with you
Was like playing with Fire
And sure I had my taste of desire
But I grew so empty
So filled with hunger
And I got burnt
Thats what happens when you play with fire
And sure I thought
Perhaps a long time ago
That you were good for me
That you were good to me
But the world is ever changing
And it took some rearranging
To see the full picture
To see how the story may differ
And now I know that you were using me
You finally admitted it
And those worlds planted the hemlock seed
That led to you being dead to me
For the real poison
Was you being near me
YOU ARE READING
To Those Whom I Once Loved
PoetryA bunch of poems written to various characters of whom were once loved ones you'd want to forget and others lost in time but not forgotten
