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Lies
Twist me, turn me,
lie to me, tell me the truth,
decieve me, plead to me,
make me believe this is real...
When will the pain so engrossing and molding,
Leave me alone to be me,
To be free?
Depressing,
Messing with my life and my heart,
Thinking thoughts that ought not be thought,
By girls like me, the wholesome kind,
Stop messing with my emotions,
Or my heart will bleed onto the floor,
From stress, helplessness,
And a number of other things,
Which my heart can’t contain anymore.
Don’t tease me, I need you,
but you obviously don’t need me,
so I’ll pack my things and go to hell,
just like you told me to,
Twist me, turn me,
lie to me, tell me the truth,
decieve me, plead to me,
make me believe this is real...
once what I thought,
your image is no longer surreal,
to me, but when you think your last thoughts,
after taking your last breath,
remember me, and all the pain you caused,
show some remorse or regret,
because I still love you, but if you treat me like this,
I’m going to have to leave, and never look back,
Don’t follow me into my haven, my sanctum,
Leave me be, but love me as well.
For if I lose you to love,
I fear I will sleep in death.
