Gold Mouth. Hannah D. McClendon

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they’ve ever seen before

      Safe Haven.

      I’m not your safe haven anymore,

      stop coming around me

      - Keep out

      Weakness.

      A self-righteous fool!

      you spit in my face

      after I kiss yours,

      Over and over

      until I can’t take anymore,

      Your resources run dry,

      you come running

      begging,

      for forgiveness,

      forgiving is my weakness

      Mirroring.

      Personality mirroring so exquisite,

      watch how fast I can become you

      Waiting.

      I care about you,

      you care about me more than

      I care about myself,

      I try to live recklessly

      you’re the one still pulling me into safety

      I love your compassion;

      your ability to diminish my rash activities,

      caring about others

      more than we care for ourselves,

      I never thought I’d fall for anyone else

      Endship.

      I wanted her to be happy for me

      as I was for her,

      as bad as I wanted her

      to be my best friend

      the more she turned

      into my worst enemy

      drama was all she wanted to see,

      Deep down

      she didn’t care for me,

      And I could tell by the way

      she would stare at me

      from across the table,

      Friendship;

      A beginning to an end

      that did everything but end well,

      the only correction she could add

      Was the fact that I forgot to mention

      the tension she would cause

      every time we saw each other,

      Every time I hear her name

      I cringe,

      My mind twists back to the ending;

      our friendship had

      loose ends left untied,

      unbothered,

      untied;

      unmovable

      until the day we both die,

      I let myself be subject to her misery;

      misery loves company,

      I stayed as long as I could

      Until you told me I wasn’t good enough

      for your friendship

      Face The Music.

      When you put on that new identity,

      that new persona,

      it was impossible for me

      to recognize you,

      your new status

      in your fraternity

      like prosopagnosia,

      but your face;

      so ugly to me,

      your lies all came together

      like some demonic symphony,

      like the voices

      flooded my head as chants,

      I was poisoned

      that’s why I tested you rants;

      I cried out for help

      but only received silence,

      the only way to quiet these voices

      is through rituals;

      ones I promised myself I’d given up,

      I had no choice

      you picked up the phone,

      now you’re concerned,

      the blood soaking through my veins

      was enough to make you go insane,

      you’re not welcome here

      you’re too late

      don’t call me now,

      accept the fate

      I exposed you;

      texts or calls

      you choose it,

      your lies can no longer kill me

      now go and face the music,

      Vulnerable.

      I’m so sorry

      I didn’t

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