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Told
"I want to be told it'll be okay,
that all these demons will go away.
This pain hasn't changed and never will,
I know this deep inside, but still
I try and forget the feel of his lips
gracing my cheek with an innocent kiss.
If only he knew I could never be
Everything he wants from me.
So now I live in black and white,
stealing myself from judging light.
Maybe one day he'll understand
that he sees someone I am...
not.
The love in his eyes I can't reflect,
I feel the hurt and place my bet
that he will find the beast inside
and get away, to save his pride."
These words, written in a momentary lapse of consciousness,
now mean about as much as his love ever did.
The equivalent of unsuccessfully stubbing out a long dead cigarette.
Superimposing my destructive nature on those around me,
I watch the imminent downfall of relationships I have built around me.
I laugh sardonically as the sky crumbles,
and pray that perhaps the Gods will grace me with crushing him as well.
