Subliminal

Her words are streaming with subliminal meaning… Cryptic… And I dream of the things that make me hate…I’m alone, it doesn’t matter. There’s an unmistakable attraction I had for you scent, and now I recreate invain. Say what you will, remember you’re a slave to your words once they are spoken. Shackled by what you had to say and now beaten and bruised day in and day out wishing to have taken it back. She was never real… She was a mirrored image of what I always had looked for. I cared for the fake and miss what now has become to be known as the fraud. I don’t wish you well, not anymore. I hope God burns you in the end and you find yourself alone, oh so very alone… I allow you to be nothing more than a Dead Memory, just as you have heard many a time before you. I refuse to be born again… The days I can remember flow through me like poison and are like roots through out my body, buried in…They can not be cleaned away. She finalized me…never completed… There’s something inside me but I’ll never get to see it… Despise There are no bargins to be had in Heaven… Her words are like salt in a fresh wound. -Painful and meaningless… There was never a reason for such deciet that you displayed… Trying to keep us the way we were, its like running up a hill…A God forsaken never ending hill. Your unwillingness is the sun blinding me in the eyes… You watch me stumble Everyone has left, I can’t die I can’t Die