I had sad eyes,
they were the casualty of a broken heart,
it was not that I was a glutton for pain,
I knew from nothing else,
and as it turns out,
ignorance is not bliss,
it is only delaying the inevitable,
maybe I only learned to love pain,
not necessarily the person inflicting it upon me,
I think I amy have never loved anything more than that intangible poison that had kept me going all these years,
It proved a fruitless pursuit after all,
untelling of the ends of my life,
and that was all any of us wanted to see,
even if we said otherwise,
and turned our blinders to your truths
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