Laughing
Whispers in the dawn of night,
Tiptoeing down the stairs in plight
Truth’s are told and secrets, shared. Not that they ever even cared
Foolish child
Mind so wild and full of fluff
Disillusionment, so ludicrous. h o W c o u l d y o u?
They say
Why would you?
Grief, guilt, enmity
Holler into the linen of the cushion
Till the screams die out,
Fading into eventide, lost
No one to blame but me
And you
Words of disgust, mistrust
Thrown through the perplexing maze inside my head
Daggers sharp enough to kill the dead
Adrift arrows haunting me,unable to escape
Me myself and I
Barely afloat in this sea we call entity
Blended in to the abundance of falsity’s
No longer can you differentiate truth from deceit
Can barely haul myself out of this eerie tide
George Washington has lied
Has lied
Has lied
Every new wound resurfacing floods of my past
Every new repentance contradicting the last
When will they ever learn?
Their fear of the veracious child of past years nevermore to return.
A slither of doubt resurfacing
Knowing, reminiscing
The moments in between seeping into my future
Finding me again after years of hiding
Reflecting their shadows
That harmed me so
But only time can ever tell
And only I can chose my fate
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