A fuckin update.
Bad unedited late night poetry...
if you can even call it poetry...
-The last candy heart in the package-
A packet of candy, filled with tiny little hearts,
A lie carved in every single sugar coated candy,
Each lie a piece of candy that perforated my heart…
Each lie a piece of candy that infected my mind…
Spill them on the table, sort them through and through,
Each candy heart just waiting, as I did for you…
Sorting through your lies is a dangerous game,
Looking to your eyes, saying your dangerous name,
In the starry night, holding your dangerous hands,
While listening intently to your dangerous demands…
I wake suddenly from the flashback nightmare,
To look down and see your sugarcoated lies stare,
I see the truth now, I should’ve seen it before,
You were nothing more than a candy coated whore,
And your candy coated lies that I believed in so,
Are nothing but sugar coated poison, that infect my soul.
You injected me with your poison, a sting you called love,
While it infested my body, you want to show me how to love,
You call it a kiss, I call it a stab,
You call it a kiss, a gunshot in the dark,
You call it a kiss, but I know it was poison,
You call it a kiss, you stopped my heart…
Dispose of those candy coated lies you once told,
Replace all those words, the ones that you sold,
The ones I bought, but now I know what’s real,
Dispose of them all, with the way you made me feel…
When your lies you told were all done only one heart
remained,
The candy coated hearts that made me feel drained…
The last heart was your most poisonous clue…
The last candy lie said “I love you”.
Needs lots of work... that's for damned sure.
if you can even call it poetry...
-The last candy heart in the package-
A packet of candy, filled with tiny little hearts,
A lie carved in every single sugar coated candy,
Each lie a piece of candy that perforated my heart…
Each lie a piece of candy that infected my mind…
Spill them on the table, sort them through and through,
Each candy heart just waiting, as I did for you…
Sorting through your lies is a dangerous game,
Looking to your eyes, saying your dangerous name,
In the starry night, holding your dangerous hands,
While listening intently to your dangerous demands…
I wake suddenly from the flashback nightmare,
To look down and see your sugarcoated lies stare,
I see the truth now, I should’ve seen it before,
You were nothing more than a candy coated whore,
And your candy coated lies that I believed in so,
Are nothing but sugar coated poison, that infect my soul.
You injected me with your poison, a sting you called love,
While it infested my body, you want to show me how to love,
You call it a kiss, I call it a stab,
You call it a kiss, a gunshot in the dark,
You call it a kiss, but I know it was poison,
You call it a kiss, you stopped my heart…
Dispose of those candy coated lies you once told,
Replace all those words, the ones that you sold,
The ones I bought, but now I know what’s real,
Dispose of them all, with the way you made me feel…
When your lies you told were all done only one heart
remained,
The candy coated hearts that made me feel drained…
The last heart was your most poisonous clue…
The last candy lie said “I love you”.
Needs lots of work... that's for damned sure.