Friday, June 20, 2008

Death has sent you a friend request

We choose to ignore each other

Rather than disturb

This awkward silence

We meet eye to eye

Yet say nothing


The days have grown so long

My throat has become so dry

Words still too difficult to say

No matter how hard you cry


The days are no longer the same

Despite the static scenery

My world is no longer the same

Not after what you did to me


You sold me out

A victim of your betrayal

You sold me out

For lust


Your words mean nothing to me

As guilty tears fall to the ground

Consumed with hate and confusion

You plea for forgiveness, but it can’t be found


You give me a play by play

Your actions you try to justify

Empty words fail to be processed

These accusations you cannot deny


You sold me out

And had the nerve to walk my way

You sold me out

For it all

1 comments:

Belen said...

Wow... I know that environment. It sucks.