The unwanted feel of being picked apart... Resisting the mental depression of the heart... Without like luv seems not to exist... There's no loosening up within the creases of the ribs... Tucked in the corners of the smile lays the thief... Leaving self to reside in the termiol of belief... Making passion roll from the tongues tone... That changes with the moment of knowing one of two people would rather be alone... Rushing in to run the fuck back out... Once the getting is good set upon lips as word of mouth... Friends turn in the unrecognizable face that is suppose to care... Making relations more than unreasonably unfair... Refusing the emotion spent as truths linger until the time comes to expose the end... Wondering where in the fuck they went... The mind curls up with the images the twist memories loose... Trapped in nights that never seem to move... Lifeless acts of chatter contemplate versions of character coming to life... Finding there's nowhere to hide... Lonely as self has been forgotten putting someone else first... N they can't even acknowledge it takes two to hurt... One in the same with the jollies that came along n changed every aspect clinging on... Redirecting the norm... Going solo jus to clear thoughts no one tends to give a blabbering fuck of... Missing the tenderness of their touch... Unwilling to cater to the attention of someone new... For losing is the resentment of a fool... As the change of mind rounds out to claim respect... Living in a mindset as if they're dead...
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