Xii
At parties where embraces and kisses run wild,
and alcohol flows like rivers;
I see a girl unlike the one I am use to.
I rub my eyes is disbelief, I pinch myself, I am not dreaming,
it is my dream girl, my friend
high up on Cloud 9,
smiling and dizzy,
my heart turns pale and faint,
my head aches,
I cannot breath.
What is this... a hug and kiss
from another's embrace and dirty lips;
I cannot believe,
I cannot feel myself,
I am frozen in time,
and cannot move-
I am lost;
I feel betrayal.
I feel sick,
don't come near me( I am dead inside-)
with eyes flamed red,
and dazed points of view,
puffed eyes and a blank look,
fighting mixed emotions of cool and sorrow;
oh my eyes burn to see such disgust,
awful feelings I am feeling.
Sick! I am feeling Sick!
Betrayal, sick I am SICK!
don't come near,
stay there, and kiss those dirty lips you've enjoyed kissing for so long,
my heart is broken, and I feel betrayed.
I am done, I am done, done that is what I am... it is fine... I am fine,
it... is... done...
.2.27.2014.
Copyright © Chris Boskovski | Year Posted 2014
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