Tuesday, May 17, 2011

Cruelty comes in threes.

The words I say have no meaning
For they are not backed by hate
Or love, or fear, or any emotion
A reason is missing, this was just fate.

I realize the words are filled with mistake
I understand the reason, but hate the way
You ended with lies, a treason in my eyes
You couldn't tell the truth to my face.

I see you around and I don't recognize you
Sister, friend, demon, whore; the lines are blurred
Do we exist or is this a dream?
The face I don't see makes me scream.

Hate you, I can't; or is it I won't?
For emotion has vanished, the pain won't come.
I guess when you knock someone down, eventually they quit
That's what my heart did when I found out what you did.

Lies ended a friendship that should have been strong
I know you know how you acted was wrong.

2 comments:

  1. I don't know when to stop. I have problems...
    I think I like shooting myself in the foot.

    I fucked myself over. I shouldn't have taken you with me.

    All I can really say is...I know what I did was wrong.

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  2. I have no sympathy for you, and Harry has even less. You owe him a huge apology. And if you like the pain, I'm sure he has plenty to say to you that will hurt a hell of a lot more then a bullet in your foot. I'm sick of the back and forth of online, You've got a phone. I'm not making the first effort this time. But I will listen, as always.
    -V

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