Dead Trust

Cut through the arms

To feel the pain

To show

What words couldn't explain



Blood flowing down

With drops of rain

To destroy the feeling

Yet memories remain



Half dead

But heart still beating

All is gone

But things keep repeating



Moving in circles

For the same purpose and reason

Loyal to one's self

Yet to you its treason



Walk away

With your pity inside

You make me weaker

Telling me I never tried...

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Don't doubt me, my nightmares wake me from my dreams...just like reality murders my fantasies.

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