Don’t cry
I smile, at these scars still tender.
At the soft murmurs of sober pleasure.
Of the wounds only found in deep sincerity.
Your words everlasting, slow and piercing;
They are the faithful prophet born of your actions;
Like the testimonial of change; found by the damned.
Will you watch me while I fall in madness?
With your memory still hung in my thoughts.
Of the portrait that we painted with pain and blood.
Here you met me with the indifference of a tomb.
Faithfully, I drank the venom that seethed from your heart.
You sat there smiling at my staggering intoxication;
To the disoriented drunkenness brewed in our trust.
Will you lose me within the hollows of hope?
My existence, my prison, even now I’ am the victim of a dream.
My body shakes as I buckle under this numbing discord.
I shatter, you hate me, you doubt me, you abuse me.
I was there for you, I was tricked into believing you cared.
I am the wretched; seeking penance and forgiveness;
For the day I had a dream of having a friend like you.
Will you teach me to live your lie?
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