bound and gagged by your black lies. We are tongue tied in the worst ways, if i had something nice left to say i wouldn't be scratching in my journal, keeping the eye contact to a minimal. 'do not enter' hanging on our front door, we give visitors one fighting chance, one that we never got. sweeping around ticking time bombs so delicately placed and polished with the fresh scent of lemon, you would have assumed this charade was rehearsed not authentic, and pumping the air full of poison and *******. i have traded it in for whatever this is. vacancy. emotionless and aggressive tendencies. we have decided not to face this, facing anxiousness. let go of my hand, declare emotional bankruptcy.  every stutter in my voice you gave to me. piece by piece this statue is rotting from the inside out and the face still has a segment of innocence left. all for show, but it's starting to show through. underneath it all, it is all petty and egotistical. narcissistic and malevolent. unearned dollars spent, trying to tear one another to shreds. (ALL IN LOVE, we said)