Open Poetry #45 |
Another Lover |
ChemicalRepose Member
since 2004-03-28
Posts 102 |
Keep searching for sympathy, because this time you won't find it from me. The burden of your lies must have eaten away, torn you down to oblivion. But still you smile at my naivety and prey on the love, which was unconditional serenity. Tonight you have been exposed, the way you conquered me with lies and seduced me with love. Do you feel any guilt or remorse? Or merely shame for getting caught at your own game? How does it feel to no longer be able to keep a hold on the one man whom treated you more precious than gold. Yeah, how does it feel to no longer have control? Tell me now, how does it feel to have your lies steal your soul? I'll take in all of the pain, but I know now, that I am not to blame. There is no validity to your excuse, and I refuse to be devoured by your abuse. I perceive nothing except your deceit, but I hope that you are happy. Your lies transpired the beginning of my demise. My loss of love has left me empty, and cold inside. These words are apathetically inspired derived from your adulterated desire. Your pathetic existence is tumbling down, your little secret has come to light, the facade has been pulled down to beat you now. Take a look at what you've become, distant to even me, your love. Someone I can no longer recognize, not willing to even try to decipher the truth from the lies. I'll push you away like a sigh ignored and denied. I can't sacrifice another moment of my time, I am in control of what is now mine. What would it take to make you understand? not able to just accept that a lie is a lie. I was right about you, go on and make a mess of yourself, and suffer in, your own decadence. |
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rad802 Member
since 2008-04-19
Posts 279KY U.S.A. |
Sorry for your loss. |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Fine writing...James |
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