The devil has shaped your eyes With that same fierceness that he used to create the anger that fills you inside. The drunken sag of your eyelids as your brain tries to muster up a malicious plan All the while your heart fighting you, whispering, trying to remind you the tranquility you possess when your feet hit the sand
But you're long gone now
Past the sound of the ocean and the breeze of the beach All you comprehend now is the sound of your own scream. Laugh. Laugh your condescending laugh that stings like salt in a cut. The cut that you drew with your knife-like words, each time slicing and splitting the skin of my trust.
And you are, you are long gone now.
You'd try to silence my words with a comment through your gritting teeth Being just as strong as it is weak But you don't feel that way, you think you've won. So pat yourself on the back, say good job and relax. It's not going to be my problem when the realization hits that you just spoke like the man you swore you'd never become