Weights are simple, painful yet simple.
You claimed I wound easy, you have no idea how wrong you are.
You are the search party,
The ship in waters too shallow,
The child too curious.
You dug your fingers through my godforsaken sand and found all my deadly treasures,
My triggers,
My scorch marks.
I have no idea how you did it.
You are correct, I have been wounded,
But not by this, not by us.
You opened old wounds on accident,
I child treading on a mind field.
You are innocent within your lack of,
Unaware of who you have fallen on top of,
Find another girl with a sweeter heart and a kinder love,
Find someone with comfort too.
Don't look for warmth in stoney arms,
Don't search for happiness in lust,
I'm no friend to Aphrodite.
Oct 12, 2012
Oct 12, 2012 at 10:43 AM UTC
Weights are simple, painful yet simple.
You claimed I wound easy, you have no idea how wrong you are.
You are the search party,
The ship in waters too shallow,
The child too curious.
You dug your fingers through my godforsaken sand and found all my deadly treasures,
My triggers,
My scorch marks.
I have no idea how you did it.
You are correct, I have been wounded,
But not by this, not by us.
You opened old wounds on accident,
I child treading on a mind field.
You are innocent within your lack of,
Unaware of who you have fallen on top of,
Find another girl with a sweeter heart and a kinder love,
Find someone with comfort too.
Don't look for warmth in stoney arms,
Don't search for happiness in lust,
I'm no friend to Aphrodite.
