Can I gently lure myself into your life?  

Make you feel as you’re forever in my arms, when you’re alone in bed at night?

Whisper all the sweet words into your ear until I see you slowly and slowly fall into my deception and lies

Make all things that’s wrong feel ever so right

May I lead you into my home and gently place you on my bed

Look straight into your eyes and speak words of significant meaning

As if they wore worthless and dead

Can I bring comfort into your heart?

I’ll make you feel so loved and serene

I’ll disguise myself as being the man of your dreams

While I prey on my next victim to control and lead astray

In the same manner I lit up your light blue sky, I'll make em truly dark and gray

Can I drag you into my deceit, forcing you to make me the center of your life?

Can I pretend to love you and untruthfully envision you as my wife?

Portraying to be your blessing,

Disguising the hidden lesson

I‘ll make you fall so deeply in love with me

That you will have to pray with all of your might

For the Lord to bring you out of the darkness and make everything vivid and bright

Can I take you on pointless dates and sit through meaningless movies and earn my way between your legs?

Cognizant that this bond means loyalty and trust to you so I’ll take it slow and just ******* instead

Can I make you believe that I AM the man that can protect you from all the hurt that this world can bring?

Then I WILL up and leave you  on a beautiful day without any logic reasoning

Why?

Because I seen a woman with more beautiful eyes.

I seen a lady that smelled as sweet as a rose.

I seen a gorgeous woman with a smaller nose.

I seen a lady with a beautiful body and attitude so fierce.

I seen a woman with a smile that'd burn the sun and hair flowing past her ears.

I tricked you into developing such love for me that, I took it from your mind to love yourself

I display myself as a perfect man, so you wouldn’t go and fall for someone else

Like a thief in the night I snuck in your life in the mist of you lying hopeless

I played your Knight in Shining Armor because I knew you were a Damsel in Distress

Your weaknesses, I feed on until I began to bore myself of fraud

When I seen that love was all you needed

I valuated my hand

Weighed my decisions

And I played my cards




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                                    ©Patty Ann

Burlesque fatuous is the implication of your emotional daily pretentiousness. I am seldom, otherwise a psychopath, able
to own fraternity which I can't
discernment or jester because there is an art to love and ******
And it's a conventional edit to your own dullness. I am vivid,
Debris to impersonation.
I am absent but identical
to thin air. I am a Prometheus
Arabian night in Lysistrata premise.
My words may remind you of the day I held your eyes in infinite cluster. Perhaps my love isn't enough for you to understand. For example, the glassed vain is paralysis iridium illicitness which is svelte to inadmissible synthesis. The cloud let are torsion, assail with cypress and impossible solariums; and the propane was a sensation of disjointed loveliness.
Every time I go for a walk, mosquitoes understand my lonely talks because they sip my blood at a quarter past ten but these glazed roads scrutinized my wrist, escorted vernal preposterous blue/purple relentless ghostly cheekbones.
Thought I could festive the blaze among the cedar bridge road
but take a pause and look at my skin and thighbones,
Preterists to flowered unless I smile and tell you
"This is heartbreak"*

*Unable to keep up with your facetiousness, personality failed me temporarily. Mind melting in a moment of dissonance,
This cognitive refrain refracts the 'I' that oscillates accordingly.
One's morphology, tuned to its own metric of change.
Hypnos whispers and sleep beckons, taunting insomnia (which makes a mockery of all humans) but Morpheus has no time for anything less than grandiose archetypes.
Last night I may have dreamt or drunk some foolish things, told people the truth untruthfully, let slip more than I should have.
What a pity, secrecy. They say
information wants to be free.
Who lingers in the details?
Past memories are liberated only by the present. I stand here in the downpour, soaking it all in.
Compassion, god is in the rain.
My fulgurite heart resting on the palm of a deity, at a tilt, slowly it's sliding off; when it fell I gasped.
The reflection of wide eyes in each of its atria, emotion flowing through these venae cavae, those
dilated eyes shimmered before it shattered, gleaming with passion. Us, in the blink of an I.

There is an cry ever once in a while that suddenly dies down. The tears have vanished away. The battle wasn’t over,their just wasn’t any fight left. There is no way you’re able to be richin gold in reality your nothing but dust waiting to be blown away.

The dark colored clouds block your eyesight. You wonder where did you go wrong. Your filled with so much despair you can’t find peace within yourself. Your useless, alll you’ve every wanted was someone to love. But in the end who loves you in reuturn? Who hears your cires when your abandond  and worthless to yourself?

The mystery doesn’t fade not does the pain crumbles. In the depth of solitude the most outrageous thoughts allign inyour head. Just the thought of a blade slicing through your skin, you begin to  feel whole. You cut deeper to endure this lifeless pain.

Thoose sleepless nights you prayed for help and shelter maybve even love with some type of appreciation. I’ll wish to be stricken blind then to see myself commit such a crime. I’m a prisoner of my own thoughts. Pacing back and forth wondering when it’ll stop.

What happen to a sudden grace , a personal place let alone to be treated as a shut out disgrace. There is no love. I dread having the memory of living once more,  to feel like thereis anything that can’t be done. Who’s crying out for you? Nobody cares enough to even scream your name.



Your nothing but dust waiting to be blown away but then your only human.

Every step I take makes me downfall. Every inch of air I breathe makes me disgusted to be here. I can’t bare captivity. I can’t seem to redeem myself from what was taking from my grasp. The opportunity awaits me to be free . So I’ll walk with me while still perserving my soul

The battle I’m facing has come to an end. This passion for death has suddenly descend. No more weeping sorrows of another one’s untruthfully borrows. No more escaping thoughts as though they intruded my pain and made them linger on further.

Who am I to hold on to the past these dried up tears and this red puffy face. Every one looking down at my misfourtune. Well look again im slowly risen and gaining my purpose. No more saying to myself that this was meant to happen.I’m made to be strong and live by faith.looking in the eyes of the ones that denied me, betrayed me, and mislead me.

My past shall not lead me nor misguide me into the wrong path. Nothing is more unbearable then fighting myself. I’m not alone anymore. I shall love once again and be treated as a human in the end.

I have found my purpose to succeed I am more than what you believe but I am only human you may accept me or be left over in my past in the dying end. I’m only human and no one is perfect.

"I love you"

Words that make me soar,

Though I know they aren't true

I respond untruthfully with an

"I love you too"

I will never look
how I have always looked
My skin will fade
It will wilt
It will crumble.
Like a mountain
To the wrath of the sea
Time will engulf me
Shape me
Change me.
I will not love as I have loved;
Cautiously,
Unwittingly,
Untruthfully
I will not speak as I do now;
Freely-
As with youth comes great ignorance.
My mind will fill itself
With more life
Than I had ever imagined I'd live
Though it will remain open
Until the very moment
At which I draw my final breath
And let the tide sweep me away.