Fuck you and the white horse you rode in on.
I wouldn't even waste the effort anymore searching for the right feeling, a dedicated song.What I felt for you, it was so powerful..
Something so raw.. so uncanny.. so vulnerable.You're like the tantalizing whispers
of the serpent who fooled Eve.
A sweet death like poison
meant to dreamingly deceive.A hazy glittering fog meant to keep you mesmerized.
A room of mirrors cascaded colorings of blinding lights.Empty promises of dark twisted demented love tales..
where Prince Charming's the true Villain, heartbreak cannot be unbroken, and true love's kiss was never real.You're the lyrics that never quite rhymed..
The notes that never could quite chime..The drunk musician forced to perform the
love song that in his heart, he doesn't feel...
word for word, it's something that will never be real.Some of it hurt your brain to read hm?
Aren't some people like that though?
Trying to understand them hurts your mind.That's the point..
So beautifully camouflaged on the outside,
but oh that fucking inside...
YOU ARE READING
Words Only Written
Poetry𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕠𝕖𝕞𝕤 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕣𝕒𝕨, 𝕙𝕠𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕥, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕦𝕟𝕒𝕡𝕠𝕝𝕠𝕘𝕖𝕥𝕚𝕔, 𝕔𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕚𝕥 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝𝕤 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕝𝕚𝕧𝕖 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕕𝕖𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕠𝕟. 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕒𝕣𝕜𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕟�...