Toxic syringes. How beautiful.
Plunge one through my flesh into my veins.
oh please.
Nothing stays the same.
I do not wish to remember the lies you told me, the hypocritic deeds you committed.
For all it leaves within me is a heart wrenched in pain and hatred, and a nauseating bout of disgust.
Someone tell me it was untrue, someone tell me it was a fucking dream.
Someone tell me you didn't bed her, someone tell me I wasn't a fool.
Someone tell me you wouldn't appear, someone tell me you wont make me miserable.
2 more minutes to your arrival.
My stomach is churning, the partially digested food about to spurt out of my mouth.
You're not the master of masks. I am.
You tell me you're faking a smile, oh please, i'm not a two year old kid.
I'm not that naive.
Yes i will turn against you.
Just. You. Wait.