#blameme
I pretend I don’t see of what is undesirable
It doesn’t move my soul ..
It’s always something , it’s such an unpleasant feeling..
You’re hurting me, with the blame game..
Say that you love me, but how could you feel the same?
Abuse comes in all forms. Verbally you’re killing me, with words that cut deep..
I keep patching myself up.. you keep ripping the bandages off.
It’s amusing to you.
You shatter my heart on a daily ..
Some days are good and some are bad.
Some are wet and rainy and some are dry
Some are stormy, and some are just cold.. like your heart.
I turn a blind eye to a love that will never be told because it’s so hard.. Its so embarrassing how much I love you ... they would say how could you love someone like that!?
And yet , I still do.
A blind eye to being a fool.
Jan 15, 2021
Jan 15, 2021 at 9:31 AM UTC
Such a shame
Whose cause is the effect?
Where are the shoulders
that should carry the blame?
Why and how
could one ignore
the awesomely
tragic regret?
Who are the they?
Those whom to blame
The guilty one that bares
little or no remorse
Should that one be indicted
tried and judged convicted
of High Crimes unto
Unspeakable Treason?
The unforgiven, unforgivable
...unforgiving Patriot
Purposed to rebellion
against the established order
Conscripted from birth unto the Eternal Blessed Revolution
Running insubordinately
when instructed to stand still
Walking when ordered to sit
Standing when advice from all is to lay down
Blame me for surely
without doubt
it must be all my fault
Such a shame
Blame Me.
-R.
(6.1.10)
-Hlywd
Aug 16, 2017
Aug 16, 2017 at 1:27 AM UTC