You don't smile like you did with me.
Take a while like you did with me.
You don't seem like you did with me.
Not as alive like you did with me.
Your eyes look just as damaged as they were
They're dead inside, do you think I'm blind?
I know those eyes, they're the same as mine
There is no mask you can hide behind.
Be honest with me, was that your best choice?
Your inner conscience, inner voice
You're not alone I guess, rejoice
Girls will be girls, boys will be boys
Your eyes are dead, blood coldest red
A dying flame inside your bed
My love or hate beyond the gate
This churning sea inside my head
I don't know what the hell it is
Or what I feel or what is real
I don't know if I hate you but
If love's the price then fuck this meal
I'm done, it's done, it's over now
It's through, give up, it's over now
Move on and that makes it over now
FOR YOU IT'S NEVER OVER NOW
I GUESS MY BEST WILL NEVER BE ENOUGH
AFTER EVERYTHING I DID FOR YOU
YOU TURN YOUR BACK AND THINK NOTHING THROUGH
YOUR BLOOD IS INK IN BLACK AND BLUE
IT HURTS TO THINK WE COULD HAVE HAD
ANYTHING MORE BUT I GUESS I'M GLAD
THAT I WON'T BE THERE WHEN YOU FINALLY FALL
ISN'T LOVE FUCKING FOREVER, AFTER ALL?
YOU ARE READING
Divided Unity
PoesíaPoems about various topics in my life. A lot of the early ones...may be about the same thing. Indefinite runtime.
