The eyes, The lips, The smile.
The deceiving looks upon your face.
Your Vile.
Still I pursue you as if my chance stands.
Believing what i can.
My Warning to you, to tell me how you feel.
The Thought of you not heeding sheds my tears.
Still continually you send your sweets to me.
The fool i am continually accepts.
All my innocent pleasures fully met.
Time seeps by,
no call, no sound.
Nights rotate by, dreams of you repeat.
Scenarios embedded in my subconscious in the sense of
retreat.
The worst came played out.
My warning not heeded,
My reminder.
What heart i had left seeps through cracks unsealed,
My reminder.
The worst came played out.
Time seeped by, no repeat, no retreat.
Your words met my subconscious.
You were truly gone.
The eyes, the lips, the smile.
The deceiving looks upon your face.
Your Vile.