Walls surround her, they suffocate
In her veins, she feels hate.
The truth is forged, the lies a refuge
From her pain, there is no rescue.
Shadows bind her, they make her anew
The penalty never paid, now overdue.
She walks with charm, takes your hand.
In her eyes, the darkness stands.
Captivated by her every stride;
Thy heart goes on its very own ride.
In her mirth you find rage,
Go through every sorrowful stage.
She looks upon you, eyes void of essence.
The air grows violent, upon her presence.
She casts you into a dream
Of all we see and seem.
She buries her secrets inside your soul,
Upon you, she now has hold.
Her calm breaks away.
You were led astray.
Pain spirals into your being.
She feeds off the unseen.
Treachery, fear.
So very far, yet near.
At wake, altruistic you feel.
Filled with light, on your knees you kneel.
What she has done to you; comprehend
She was, after all, your friend.
Ripped out thy pain
Although none for her to gain.
An act of kindness she showed
Carried your burden, took your load.
Oh ‘twas cruel yet not.
For you, she fought.
Love, she formed from hate
For thy agony to abate.
Oct 22, 2013
Oct 22, 2013 at 4:58 PM UTC
Walls surround her, they suffocate
In her veins, she feels hate.
The truth is forged, the lies a refuge
From her pain, there is no rescue.
Shadows bind her, they make her anew
The penalty never paid, now overdue.
She walks with charm, takes your hand.
In her eyes, the darkness stands.
Captivated by her every stride;
Thy heart goes on its very own ride.
In her mirth you find rage,
Go through every sorrowful stage.
She looks upon you, eyes void of essence.
The air grows violent, upon her presence.
She casts you into a dream
Of all we see and seem.
She buries her secrets inside your soul,
Upon you, she now has hold.
Her calm breaks away.
You were led astray.
Pain spirals into your being.
She feeds off the unseen.
Treachery, fear.
So very far, yet near.
At wake, altruistic you feel.
Filled with light, on your knees you kneel.
What she has done to you; comprehend
She was, after all, your friend.
Ripped out thy pain
Although none for her to gain.
An act of kindness she showed
Carried your burden, took your load.
Oh ‘twas cruel yet not.
For you, she fought.
Love, she formed from hate
For thy agony to abate.
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