Something to Prove [April 8, 2016]

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Poetry

I see the darkness in your eyes

Like a shadow you're in disguise

In your mind you see me cry

In your hands you bring demise

 

In my mind you are the truth

My own heart I cannot soothe

I'm not here with something to prove

I'm just here to heal my bruise

 

You bring me sorrow, you bring me fears

I fight for tomorrow with no tears

You bring me pain through all the years

I leave your stain at the pier

 

You see the clouds in my eyes

You make me wish that I could die

Like a drought my tears are dry

And all is gone like the tide

 

The emptiness you left inside

Boils in the heat beneath your eyes

The hatred in which you reside

Cyanide will be your ride

 

You bring me sorrow, you bring me fears

I fight for tomorrow with no tears

I slit your throat beneath the stairs

I bury you without a care

 

By cyanide in my mind

By drowning undefined

By cutting in a bind

You are dead in my eyes

 

In my mind you were the truth

Now you're dead beneath a booth

I wasn't here with something to prove

But now you're dead with no proof

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