28.01.2015
1:29am


We are tangled
so much
in our bitter PAST;
Choosing to unsee
the should-ve seen,

Chasing the wrongs
Losing the rights
Blaming you own
Digging your faults;

Letting the Dark
Deep clouds
Veil you
in their shadow;

You let,
Sadness to grow
Depression to follow
Dabbing lies on lies
Rubbing sentiments
till it flies;

High above
so above
You lose your sight
Yet you go back
Again to the lies
To the dead,
To the hollow sadness
To the excuses
To the regrets
Blaming it all
on this thing called love
Yet, You,
YOU choose to lie.