More poetry. i call it "Pretend"

Confuseddd

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Forgiving my own sins to stop the trouble

playing god i see my soul atop the holiest of alters

For one brief second i feel so

fortunous

To make amends some other day

to break the trends is killing me.



I close my eyes just to be free from you

and i trust my mind to ignore the fog

cause i didnt want to know.

I dont care for those, there just an open wound

now i start to see myself.

turning blue

I closed my eyes to be safe from you

now your suffocating my own refuge



Im so overcome by this..

my self

my soul

my self esteem

there leaving a dozen at a time

and i'd kill for one chance, one shot

one grasp at some redemption

So someday i wont have to walk away

and you wont be able to say i dissapoint you

cause i dont want to dissapoint you..

maybe i wont dissapoint you someday..
 
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