Jun 17, 2009 14:09
You lie to me frequently
Calling me, catching me
Watching me walking down streets with no end.
You talk to me quietly
When I want to
Ignore you
But you never let me, you grab hold of my hand.
I can’t bite through your skin, can’t break from your embrace
And my nightmares are littered by the profile of your face
It hurts me you exist
It upsets me you breathe
Such a worthless sack of skin who refuses to leave…
I might have loved you once
But I made a mistake
And you’re been replaced, as has always been my way.
Find yourself a new doll
Preferably one who is a faux blonde
Because the cheaper the woman,
The stronger the bond.
And maybe once you’re entangled, you can leave me alone
And I won’t be haunted by blue eyes and the ringing of my phone.