Monday, October 19, 2015

You


You had to haunt me didn’t you?
You couldn’t just let me go,
You had to linger.
How dare I move on?
As guilty as I am wrong.
In my dreams you adore me, pull back my eyelids and you abhor me
You hypocritical fool
Why must you tease me,
With nostalgic memories and false realities
Yet you get to live out your happily ever after
With your plain, brunette whatever
Indifferent and sheltered
You embrace her gullible innocence
If only she knew
The cowardice serpent, that is you
Like a Pharisee you cursed me
Threw me into the streets like
You didn’t know me
You have managed to confound me
Like a revolving door,

You close me.

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