An Inspiration

2008

Once upon a dreary forever
I screamed and I reached
but still you resist to save me.
Please do not let this persist..

Back when I believed I was fine,
You knew nothing but dishonesty.
Maybe that's what made us realize
You're nothing but what you were back then.

My veins flow with a form of chagrin..
Tell me you care once again.
And let us all stare and laugh
at your pitiful excuse for an apology.

You're not really concerned for my well-being.
Don't lie to yourself.. Do you hear the words I scream?
Deceit knows not nothing but of itself,
and you are nothing but a crowded dream.

Your signals of forgiveness are often misinterpreted,
your knowledge of bleeding is frequently twisted into fear.
Your kindness is seldom seen as that,
But often a self-centered, conceited sort of pity.

You know too much for my liking, and I know nothing to do about it.
This will not stop, and it's just as I feared.
Your infatuation of agony must heal itself.
There is nothing to be done from here.

Forget me, or maybe forget me not
You will never understand.
I know what I plan to do.
But the question is, do you?

I think I despise you, but I'll take the fall.
For what it's worth, I'll stick around-
Maybe that's what is best for all.
Forgetting's not as easy as it sounds.

Words of true passion, spoken from the mouth
of someone who comprehends pain.
Please don't tell me you are sorry...
It's nothing but a dressed-up game