Belligerency

Seems you can never be free never end the search for peace never be truly forgiven by a past you shared with someone stored away all their indignation and guilt a silent lance the words of who did, you said, you did in confidence confided collected for a later date to be used as weapons will And so the happy time becomes unmasked vitriol accusation to rip it apart dragged by viscous emotion back to where you were and goodbye freedom farewell peace and the changing path away from pain becomes the way of life you hoped never to walk again What ever you feel the spike won’t let you be the wall is bleeding drip by drip and some unfinished end is creeping gradually as you dance upon the egg shells of someone else's tenuous grip on sanity as all their undefined and twisted logic steams its crash into friendship farewell peace evaporate such make believe of temporarily happy Teased apart by a needles picky ire with exceptional over sensitivity which never comprehends the tender heart inside its enemy until that heart lays broken ah then the secret satisfaction of telling themselves, you see I was right all along and now my un-friend has gone Seems that free is always slippery never look peace in the eye happily never be yourself because someone has a weapon hidden away waiting for the moment