Mankind is crafty with its hidden agenda
It's beautiful lies
You sold me a maggot filled dream
Dressed it up in fancy details
Verbal and empty
I don't even notice my ears bleeding anymore
I soak it in
The poison
Your charm
I let it expand my hopes
Until they become stale and rancid
Discomfort starts to scratch at the door
I try to spit it out
The bitter taste of careless promises
Potent and nauseating
I need a distraction to cope
I create a visual in my mind's eye
Check my realities reflection
Hate what I see
Act out and try to mold it
But am left disappointed with the failure
It's not so bad
It only burns a little
Just the back of the throat
Compared to the sting in my eyes
Its perfection
But you wouldn't understand that
You instead gravitate to sympathy
But screw that
I'm just fine
Whatever that means
Departure is sometimes necessary
But it's just as tricky as staying
It's just a matter of location change
Emotion packs lightly and comes along
So the thought occurs to me
Write this junk down
Could make sense, or confuse
But that's not my concern
It's the noise in my head that needs to hush
It's my heart that needs to beat slower
And not get too excited...
Just yet
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