Pathetic in every way.
Drama queen, or rather king
Wanting all eyes watching him,
Just to torcher his own life.
His way or no way,
What else is new;
Unfair to him is a crime,
Unfair to you is a pleasure.
Let him take the treasure,
Off to go kill himself,
For what reason,
Noone will ever know.
Years of patience for his cure,
Forget it! I'm through with waiting.
He's committed to himself and not his life.
Look at his big, black eyes.
I don't blame myself,
Hell no! It's all on him
And his sick ways,
Killing memories and intelligence.
If only I can remember;
Do I want to remember?
Remember when he was real,
When he could be trusted.
I can no longer try.
The cover-ups, schemes, the madman,
All on the inside.
They can't fool me anymore.
They only fool himself.
"To you, my dear father:
Where have you gone?"
He's brain-dead.
He's lost to the addiction. |
Submission Name: HE KILLED HIS TRUST
RESSED.