I fear you love me far more than i love you,
only because of how easily I can be fooled.
For what you wish is all I can seem to see,
by which I know for you it is meant to be.
Ever wondering when may my dark desires
casting a shadow on your mind evenly shine?
Find your worth through this tongue though
I say nothing it can still reveal what we conceal.
You claim my time as if to silenced my sounds and think
have I been blessed by sickness or cursed by happiness?
Upon this quest I yet remain without an end in sight,
grown away from the thought all us fools were not taught...
This ideal of love might be meant for more than two, but
tired beneath the weight of this worlds hate, we settle.
Sep 22, 2015
Sep 22, 2015 at 5:56 AM UTC
I fear you love me far more than i love you,
only because of how easily I can be fooled.
For what you wish is all I can seem to see,
by which I know for you it is meant to be.
Ever wondering when may my dark desires
casting a shadow on your mind evenly shine?
Find your worth through this tongue though
I say nothing it can still reveal what we conceal.
You claim my time as if to silenced my sounds and think
have I been blessed by sickness or cursed by happiness?
Upon this quest I yet remain without an end in sight,
grown away from the thought all us fools were not taught...
This ideal of love might be meant for more than two, but
tired beneath the weight of this worlds hate, we settle.