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Blinded By "beauty"

If only she had known. Then maybe she would have saved you. Maybe she wouldn't have turned her back. So that you wouldn't have to face this all alone. She swore to him that this would never end. Another lie, if only he had seen this coming. The water overflowing. A beating heart lying exposed. Left to die alone. And she turned her back on you. With zero regards for the consequences. She only thought about herself. And the shadows casted so thin at first. Leading to an overwhelming darkness. What could he have done to prevent this? Where'd she go when he needed her the most? Another question going unanswered. Just look what you've done. You place the blame on everyone but yourself. Trying to cover up all of these lies. Your jaded veil, a facial disguise. You left him for the vultures to feast upon. Oh my God. He would give anything to escape this shattered place you made his world. Will he ever make it out alive? He's craving something new. Something to open his eyes. Sick of being drowned by a traitor in a once beautiful disguise. I'm coming for you tonight. You'll never make this out alive. I'm sick of your bull####. Unimaginable lies. This is the death of you. You've forgotten what it's mean to breathe. He let you get to his heart. He let you wrap your hands around his soul. But now his life is in my hands, and I will break the chains of your control. You'll never make it out alive. You'll never You'll never make this out alive. Is this the end? The end of you? I hate to say I told you so. Don't tell me this is not what you want. I'm taking ahold of this. I stand in front of you, you've become a mute. Not saying a word. Coward. I will set my ground. And without a sound. I'll pull the trigger to save a life. He will now make this out alive.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 12/30/2009 5:56:00 AM
sad and moving poem, good luck in 2010 with your endeavers!! Love, Doris
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Date: 12/18/2009 1:56:00 PM
Heartbreaking....this.......i feel...like this is a responce that Jakob would connect with..about me...i love it. painfully so.
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