Falter
My sanity in constricted
by all the lies,
and the non convicted
my hope was faltered
and my truth will fail
this taste of honesty
has become so stale
my lips colorless
my skin pale
my eyes were covered
by your lustful vail
and your lust was satisfied
by my undoing
and my broken will
you took it upon yourself
set out for my kill
or murder
and no one ever bothered
to ask you
"Would you hurt her?"
so shall I sit
here by myself
and now I shall know
I shall never have help.
Copyright © Nichole Anderson | Year Posted 2011
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