Oct 31, 2005 12:55
Love lusts after your heart like an animal
The next moment, it's goring your fucking ventricle
The lies and deceit surround you
You are blinded to the truth
She says she loves you; she will never let you go
She is slowly drawing you in, like the undertow
She'll leave you in the middle of an ocean of pain
But think of it this way, you are free; unchained
Not a slave to anyone, free to do what you want
May visions of her never haunt
You are shattered now, but repair is just around the corner
Will it be you or her to weep over the break? Who will be the mourner?
Yes, I am aware that this is posted earlier in my journal, but I liked it so much, fuck you, and I thought that I would post it again.