Little Boy
Accusatory in your victory and contemplated insecurity, held down by your chains of the inconsistency of reality...after the walk and before the run you brought me darkness and took away my sun. No more fun and I'm undone picking up the pieces from your chivalry, no clarity and high strung, I always thought you, my love, would be the one.
Catching a train to flee from my pain, while you're perfectly insane, obviously the same....
No more holding hands or walks on the beach, you so far out of reach, and me constrained,
after hearing your speech, you have no right to complain or sit down continue to preach.
Inside my soul, that used to be whole, is out of control from your weakness..
my heart you stole, and I'm left sleepless and so tired I'm tearless, as my life unfolds incompleteness...
My misery is taking a toll, your sanity is full of black and my mouth is suddenly speechless.
I will no longer beg, and when you're full of regret, I will never forget your ability to avoid..Now I do hope to be less paranoid...your choice to neglect and you think you're smarter than Freud. Throw away our polaroids, now I'm selectively annoyed, I won't let you destroy my peace or reject and collect my willingness to find joy. You are just a little boy with no intellect.
Written By: Laura Loo
Date Written: December 2, 2015
Copyright © Beautiful Scars | Year Posted 2015
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