Where once you knew
That which confuses
Brings one to question so many things
How can it be so untrue
Why were you so oblivious
Why did , I not see what , I knew
I was so consumed in you
I believed fell into the hope
I trusted that's the truth
I trusted you
So I'm not just hurt but mad at me
A bit disppointed in what I thought
You wonder why , I refuse to trust
You wonder why , I question now
I will not be confused by mask of deception or be fooled by pleasure
If I know if I knew
no longer will , I be left to question
© Jennifer Delong 3/11/19

you say your there for me.
but when I really open up to you,
you just don't want to see it.
you act like you care,
but when I have these thoughts,
and break downs,
I ring and your never there.



© Copyright Tyler Atherton

Some people say my sad brain deceives me, I wonder if it's true?

I have an idea of Myself.

And how often, in the unregistered intervals of time,

When thoughts of world avoided me

with as much  fervor as I avoid this world.

I think of what I am,

I realize that of all the people I have deceived,

the one I fooled with perfection was myself.

When I see what I do not want to,

my mind desperately grabs onto a stray thought,

to distract me from understanding

Of what I am about to realize.



But I know this game too well

and this is not a secret that I have uncovered

for the first time in life.

It is what I half-remember in all my waking hours

and all that I know of in my sleep.


I know this lie, I have been telling myself.

But today is not the day,

to shatter my Idea of Me

with one cruel realization.



The day, when it comes,

shall be the last I breathe as me.

For I cherish this Idea

more than myself.

Misty morning,  misty eyed
Rain falling from the sky
Memories fill my head
From last night, the last night
It was the darkest night
I ever have known
A tear fell for each thought I had of you
For each disbelief,
A shot of whisky, or two
You never believed in us, all this time
Never did you bring to the table of concerns, between you and I
Disbelief still lingers in my mind
Lying in the rain,
Erasing time
To think again, of what once was I
living my fantasy
Perhaps out of touch
During a time of what I thought, once was us.

I trusted you with my life, you knew every aspect of it

I trusted you with the crossed lines on my thighs that are as open as I was to you

All I asked was my secret to be kept safe but I suppose that's another promise you couldn't keep

Give me back my secrets they are not yours to keep, maybe they could have been, had    i not been decieved