The world was on fire and no one could save me but you.

Burning, drowning in never ending flames
All you had to do was reach for my hand
You walked away, with no blame
Why you did, I'll never understand

It's strange what desire will make foolish people do.

You played foolish games, so many lies
Cheating and drugs, always hiding the truth
You simply say desire got the best of you
When I finally had all the ugly proof

And I never dreamed that I'd meet somebody like you.

In the beginning, you were the one
We were young, stupidly in lust
I think back to the good years, before we were done
Trying to remember happy times, when I must

And I never dreamed that I'd lose somebody like you.

You, before I knew the truth, were perfect in every way
But after finding those 40+ women, it made me realize
It didn't matter what you did or what you had to say
It was over, done, no more will I listen to your ridiculous lies


No, I don't want to fall in love,

With you

Nobody Loves No One

he drank his morning coffee with a drop of the sunrise mixed in
always one drop, never one more nor one less
just enough to hear the steam whisper
*good morning

I sort of know why things are this way
I sort my thoughts about it into little glass jars inside of my mind

Making light of my troubles I smile past them
Making light beams shining through the darkness that is my heart

The race that I belong to of crooked misfits without the appealing
rebellious pride
The race I run everyday wondering how I'll ever chase down Time and pass it at the finish line, but I can't keep up and Time, just like Life, goes too quickly

The club trumps my heart everyday, every moment, and I do loathe being second best, yet again
The club of Inadequacy that beats me ****** and bruised everyday

The fairness of your face can alter your fate and change whether you are adored or disliked
The fairness of reality is horribly off balance and nearly nonexistent

So I must act fine and dress fine and look fine because only the lovely are loved in this world
So I must act fine even though I am not okay because I can't be what I am not and I get to be what I was born as and that is my identity and my identity only gets a single definition, only one single meaning I get to be Me and that means Me, it can't mean Me as well as Lovely.

and I just can't be a double meaning.

Repost if you cannot be a double meaning.
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Eternity is the web that loathing weaves and love caresses tenderly