Prisoner In a House of Shame
Sticks and stones, may break your bones
But names, can build hatred
The pain, grows inside
Happiness subsides
Leading towards, my demise
Not a surprise, with all the lies
No need, to cry or say goodbye
We all lose, in the end
Unable to defend
Lets not pretend
There's no way, to mend
We set the trend
Once a friend
Now there's no bend
Forever a stain, on my heart
Like a work of art
You've become a stranger
Thanks to the anger
Everyday, getting sadder and madder
Feels like, the loves been gone forever
Cant even remember
The good times, we shared together
Does it even matter
With all the chatter
Just waiting, for my heart to shatter
That's when, it will be served to you on a platter
As the blood splatters
Will pretend, your the queen and I'm the mad hatter
4/27/2017
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