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I'm an open book here, and I have a lot to say, so I'll just say it.

Thursday, August 30, 2012

Sometimes I Wish it was Different

At times the need to be heard
outweighs those who need to hear.

Like this snake that's killing me,
sly while waiting
slowly sucking the life
out of my relationships.

This snake is regression,
and the lack of listening
feeds him till he's full.

Wednesday, August 29, 2012

I Owe You an Apology, and You Owe Me an Answer.

We're both culprits
of bad behavior,
but I lacked the capability
to toughly love.

So I dropped you and
you must've cracked,

because the last I heard
you're still a culprit,
but now of bad decision.

Your life is not a tale
nor a game to play
it's genuine work.

So stop betting on it.

Sunday, August 5, 2012

He Doesn't Know What Death Is.

I say I want to die,
then you point a gun to my head,
telling me I don't want to die
because I flinched,
then assure me
it's not loaded
while failing to realize
we all WANT to die,
but in our own way.

My trust in you
was just a bit too high
judging by the mind
that looks back on
that heartless day.

You think
you taught me something that day-
a lesson in your own
rock hard head.

Really what you taught me was-
a true story can never be too true,
and it's finally time to 
leave this friendship behind.