So fragile people can be when they can hold a grudge.
It's true, they tend to lie. They stick behind a mirror so
they don't have to witness over and over. The piece. Last
of it like a breathe almost. Others think they are unbreakable.
Like no one can be hurt. I can hear the lies scratch the
board that repeats "I will not Lie to my Lover." But the words
of mine have finally been in slumber. they sleep for now in peace.
The words i speak are not of mine, but hers. she. the girl who
hides behind the mirror agilely before they find her. Running.
Please run away. She's tied between dreams and "love". Her new
found love. But she must be reminded that she is stronger then
love. she is braver then heroes, and more stable then earth.
Her name is _______ and I can only hope, they don't kill her.
questions surround curiosity for her tears to never fall but the fist
against her chest pound deeper and deeper to know what really happened
with why these lies would approach. assumptions. I will never know.
She will never know. Maybe we're both pawns in this game of
truths. You never believed me, What did you see in me?
I hope you’re watching me fighting to change. She can't remember
yesterday cause what happened according to you was nothing.
No stories to tell.
Poor Tyler..
 Tokyo KiJo · Mon May 26, 2008 @ 01:52am · 0 Comments |
