Beuitiful maiden
Painful apple of my eye
Hold my heart gentle
Oh please be kind this time
My heart can endure no more
At first my day is morbid and dark, only black and white shapes lazily make their way through my vision slowly disappearing to the left and right. Then like a rainbow streaking from the heavens I see your smile... Suddenly the black and white disappears and all I see is you in vibrant colors of blue, red, and violet. My heart skips a beat and I stutter a hello mesmerized by your effect. Even after all this time your touch sends chills down my back and sends my heart racing and butterflies fluttering. My knees grow weak and I am glad you are holding me because I fear I might fall. We walk together and I wish we never would have to part ways but with a loud ring we must and slowly my day returns to black and white, my heart resumes its lazy putter. As I sit in class my mind wanders always to you but the image of your smile seems now like a fabulously glamorous dream I can't quite remember. I smile gently, like a fool but when anybody asks why I reply nothing... its impossible to describe how I feel. Thank you for lighting up my life.
How could you... betray my trust... betray our friendship... its obvious now you were never a friend never a caring companion you are out only for yourself. You let hormones overwhelm you... Ironic a dick is led by a dick. You will never know how much you hurt me I wouldn't give you the pleasure. My eyes are filled with tears of rage but I can still see your fakeness it is clear now but why couldn't I see it before? Why didn't I listen to everybody's words? Why didn't I heed the warnings. You carry a knife always but I will never turn my back again. I dare you to strike again... swing your blade of lies I dare you! This time I will be ready to take your blow and this time I will strike back... you will see... except my blow won't be in the back it won't be cowardly and it won't be lies my blow will destroy you with infinite rage... destroy your the evilness that is you. I dare you... I beg you... take another stab.
Sometimes I wish I could run from the person I created the person THEY created an image cut out of their critisism whatever ever happened to the real me this fake me took over destroying my true self destroying the person I loved how could I let this happen why did I give in?
You gave me up for the bottle. You selfish alcoholic how could you destroy the only person in my life I cannot replace. I see pictures and I cry as if you are dead, part of my heart is missing buried with you. Was it worth it? I tried so hard to love you but you rejected my love not now... I have no love for you... I was only born of you I was never apart of you and you never let yourself be apart of me. So drink until you die I will shed no more tears for you even when I receive that call saying the words that every son dreads... "your mother is dead" I will not care.
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