I'm losing trust in you,
each and everyday.
By every hour,
ever second.
If you said wrong about one thing,
something rather large,
what else have you bluntly lied about?
I just don't know what to say.
I don't even know where we are right now.
Whether it be cool, fine, terrible.
and in the end I've realized,
I've been thinking lowly of the wrong person.
and maybe she was right.
that you'll come and go just like the others,
as much as I prayed that she was wrong.
YOU ARE READING
Shut Your Eyes (February 2011 - August 2011)
PoetryI'm like an actor who forgets his lines because of stage-fright. I can't trust myself. So let my writings speak for my heart and for my head, let them say the words I can't say aloud. This is all I've got, since being quiet and contemplative hasn't...
