You can pretend all you want and you can hide who you are inside. I don't care. What you are, what you say, what you think, is all so nasty. I just want it to stop invading my thoughts and to stop messing with my heart. I want it all to simply disentergrate into thin air so I don't have to breath your presious lies for you.
You're nothing but a waste of air, a waste of bones, a waste of life. But then why do your lies seep into my brain? Why do I breathe your foul words? Am I just so arrogent that I can't see the truth behind your lies?
Stop screaming at me.... Stop begging for the bloody lies... Stop laughing at me! Just. STOP!
Stop telling me this is real... Stop telling me this isn't a dream. Stop telling me your lies! Please... Stop it!
"It's so ******** real!" you say, what's real?! What do I believe?! I don't know what to tell you, just stop. Please stop. But will you ever? Your lies keep getting deeper and your nasty thoughts are dragging me down with you so you can seduce me. What's wrong with you? Why are you doing this to me? What the ******** do I believe?
Stop. Please. Stop. Quit. End it. End it, now.
Stop pretending. Stop acting. Stop being ridiculous. Listen to me, wake me up....
But it's so ******** real... No way out. No way to breath. Just shut my mouth shut, and wait to wake up...
Here I am, in a world so ******** true to their words; "We'll keep you safe. I promise." They're all lies. Every single one of them.
Just stop lying to me already so I can go ahead and die already. I don't want to hold hope any longer. Because it's all ******** real.
I don't know if anyone will understand this? But I tried. Bassicly, the girl in the poem is, if you can get it, "Seduced", she is being raped. He is telling her the plain truth that this will be the night she will die. But everyone in society and her family and 'friends' told her that they would protect her, but did they? No. She WANTED to believe them. Tried to hold onto her words. Even believed that what was happening to her was a dream. It wasn't. It was real.
If it's confusing, can you point anything out? Thank you.
Deceased Poet · Sat Jan 03, 2009 @ 11:54pm · 0 Comments |