The news came to me like a thief in the night,
robbing me of any hopes I had for you,
and of any thought that you would get right,
taking every chance of revival that might have made it through to you,
and stealing every single provision my heart sent out in
your reguards.
In moments time, it was all gone,
pryed right from my aching hands,
And there wasn't the slightest hint
of anything I could do
to keep it from taking place.
You allowed me to be so broken-
in the worst sort of way,
And I fell apart as I stood in my place,
wishing you could see the pain on my face.
I can taste the secrets you hide behind your back,
-they make me choke-...
You still think I don't know they exist
You still think I'm unaware, in the dark
You still think I don't know that you're rediculously foolish.
And you waste away the things that mattered to you...once upon a time,
...things you now value less than a dime
And somehow you have found new desires,
but I'll watch them fall away too,
and wonder what you'll do
when nothing's left for you.
What will it take,
how many hearts will break
before you see how disgustingly ugly
your reflection has become?
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Submission Name: In Reguards of Your Foolishness
