Wednesday, March 23, 2011

It's All My Fault

He sees my face, but it's only a mask
I know he senses what is underneath
But I don't tell him and he doesn't ask
Bite my tongue til it bleeds, with shaking teeth

The things that I've done will always be done
The things that I need I can't wish away
Did I merge my vices into someone?
The someone is me, in my disarray

How do I utter my lips were untrue?
The virulent apple they devoured
It's all so much worse than that which he knew
I tried to say it once, I... I cowered

We both live a lie I made up in lust
When I see him all I see is false trust

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