slow cuts, and fast screams.
i don't know how you still haunt my dreams,
was it a lie? or just a game?
what was it that made you say my name?
the first time, and the last.
i loved you but that's the past.
young hearts are content with easy words,
easily burdend with what you were,
as young minds unwine ,
and gracefully intertwine,
with loving wishes such as romantic things,
all given with what love brings.
which the preverted truth is, lies engulf you,
distorted ambition was, everything you could do.
i can't seem to care,
your heart to bare.
we were never close,
just what i wanted most.
i can seperate your cries and a tear,
as you seperate my lies and what i fear.
can you stop me?
can you try to help thee?
we are donith but i am just done,
think that the battle's over but my wars have just begun.
russan rullet and games of torture,
hiding lies and stopping my future.
this was too easy for me to do,
just trying to forget about you.
just the start of my ending heart of you.
just the end of what i couldn't beggin to do.
me eyes florrish with hatefull spite,
as we enter in this last fight.
i tried not to say,
that i wanted you to stay.
but it's said and done,
i'm sad you've won.