Curse in disguise of a blessing
A rainbow after the storm
Not a *** of gold,
but a quicksand await by its end
It was but a better-than-dreams kind of truth,
A hard pill to choke on
But i swallowed.
I swallowed every inch of lie i tell myself at night,
Every ounce of my denial from your truth
Nothing but a mockery,
A slate of shame for you and me
It wasn’t saving grace
But a curse wearing a pretty face
Sep 30, 2018
Sep 30, 2018 at 10:47 PM UTC
Curse in disguise of a blessing
A rainbow after the storm
Not a *** of gold,
but a quicksand await by its end
It was but a better-than-dreams kind of truth,
A hard pill to choke on
But i swallowed.
I swallowed every inch of lie i tell myself at night,
Every ounce of my denial from your truth
Nothing but a mockery,
A slate of shame for you and me
It wasn’t saving grace
But a curse wearing a pretty face
—HM
