The Riot
Grab the torches
Helmets and all
There's about to be a riot
I feel like the veil is gone
Been on my knees puking the remainder of you
Been throwing up your lies
My insides are retching themselves of you.
Your exterior is so beautiful
But your hearts blacker than an eclipse
I was walking a tightrope
With both sides burning
Trapped. You didn't break my fall
I ran back to you thinking...
Some sort of mistake.
Then i saw the real you.
Deceit in your eyes.
Hate spewing from your mouth
Wait! I dated You!
Now i see the evil in You.
The realization hitting me.
You just a Bad illusion
I fed on lies from your hand
You had me mesmerized
You offered me the world
Made it look nice
Well Now I'm out of your Grip
To a father's Open arms
Now I'm wearing battle gear
Got my torch raised high
I'm burning all your holds....
Tell the city to sound the alarms.
Cos its gonna go up in flames....
There is gonna be a riot.
Copyright © Benjamin Joshua Obeng | Year Posted 2012
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