He remembered how much it hurt when she withdrew the knife
blood curdling screams, silent, in his eyes
It slipped in with the first of many lies
she told, burrowing deeper and deeper to the source of life.
Right track skewed by wanton’s lust
Trust pushed aside for bevy of lies
Misjudged intellect, naught but deny, deny, deny
All the lies, lies to self, lies to heart, thought just
Weakness showing through, pouring out in droves
error seen in the path ahead
feelings had for lust are long since dead
trapped and only alone, no one to hear but love’s
ear. The ear betrayed, but feeling was never belayed
holding strong, seeing the truth
the manipulation.. so uncouth
Naivete is blamed for the way she was way-layed
Friends who are not friends encouraging lust
lust of shit that matters not
where to live, what can be bought
Love pours forth, unwavering from a source proved just.
Guiding from afar, swaying a mind bombarded from without
with bullshit words and violent action
seen by none but told through affection
to the love of her life, the real man, her saving grace, stout.
if she would but turn to him, she would surely find
her problems melt as snow
“friends” not friends just go
the direction of the future is created by the mind.