i don’t remember much of last night so it was to my great surprise to find what my fingers left behind. when i read it at first, i was frightened. i was afraid you would all see whats in my head and in my heart and laugh at it, but you didn’t. when i read and reread that little piece of my heart my fingers decided to just leave here for you all, i feel more and more naked. usually i get time to plan my responses and form my arguments and statements but this time, it just happened.
I’ll lean into it though. I’m so scared, this is new to me.
The bitch that usually warms up my bed decided to leave in the middle of the night, like the sleazy asshole she is. while i was asleep, no balls to even face me in the morning this time around.
especially since i wanted to shag in the morning. she shouldn’t lie, she did too.
god gives us second chances
i am today the best at poetry but you don’t like it you think its brilliant
no body ever does these things but we will concur into the heart of a believe
in this night we massacre the head, you are not king enough
we’re doing nothing that he doesn’t how the king be poor that makes no king
no women they are trouble if the are beauteous the benediction in canon law.
we need they might steal, but i like the no person as you loved the wrong way.
I’m a LIAR
and its for your convenience. You. reading this, i lie for you. lets face it, no one actually wants to hear the truth, they want a version of a story that suites them and their lives and how they’ve molded their days. and if not that, then a lie by omittion because even worse than a lie, is finding out you’ve been lied to. it isn’t the lies that kill us, its finding out that what you wanted to believe in isn’t true.
in truth, you don’t want to know. i do this for you, so you won’t fall into darkness. why would i take these happy lies from you? they make you so happy. so i’ll lie here, and there and in every way i can. do you really want the truth, or do you want to hear that you’ve never been lied to before? in truth (if you can believe me at all):
In all the ways that count,
I’m a LIAR.
So your not done are you? its funny how you go at it with me, it’s kinda like you have a highschool crush on me. It’s cute.
Leave me alone though. I don’t have time for your pissin’ moaning and fighting. Let’s not do this. Please stop this foolishness. Your doing way too much of this “Fucking Me Around” shit. Let’s not. Let it Sleep. Let it die.
Murphy, Let’s not be anything but strangers and enemies.
to Murphy (whoever you are)
“why you sweatin’ me? you know what this was…”
“don’t do this. your just making it harder for yourself”
“okay, so… get the fuck out”