i hate the way your lips curl upward as you listen to my bitter words
you laugh at me as if i were a child
you chide me, then abide by me only to turn on me
you make my heart twist, wringing out all  its stubborn, wistful blood
wandering mind oh leave my soul alone, don't evoke my listlessness
you leave me hanging, waiting, eagerly, then  anxiously
my mouth dripping with words, pouring wild expectations
you arrive, just too late, its no surprise, you watch my dying eyes
i glare as they stare
young love and its prey
an innocent again has been ensnared