Fading
into the depths of your arms
solace only found
in that deep, dark silence
aware
that this is wrong
her heart lain out
you the slaughterer
my conscience
sits on your shoulder
whispering words of
discouragement
yet you
in your blunder
blindly
continue
and she hurts and burns
and I hurt and burn
and none of us can see past
our folly
Oct 23, 2012
Oct 23, 2012 at 3:40 PM UTC
Fading
into the depths of your arms
solace only found
in that deep, dark silence
aware
that this is wrong
her heart lain out
you the slaughterer
my conscience
sits on your shoulder
whispering words of
discouragement
yet you
in your blunder
blindly
continue
and she hurts and burns
and I hurt and burn
and none of us can see past
our folly