ZoiMyrnin

For once, I feel. Again, my heart is filled with poison My mind was shutting down, and now It's restarting its long lost pain And sometimes I wonder Do you remember, that night in the park? More likely fatal than fateful. You held me against my will To be unfaithful To fall in love To set myself up to be let down. Again. Do you remember when you caressed my hair? When you held me close? When I spilled my blackened, deceitful heart to you? I was unfaithful to everyone. For you. And now, I realise, it wasn't worth it. Nothing was worth it. Why did I let you kiss me? Hold me? Touch me? Even speak to me? Every girl should li

Remember me like this. You doubt yourself being the villain And doubt me as victim Why is that, do you think? Are my tears not full enough for you? Are my convulsing sobs too silent? Or is it simply guilt, plaguing you? It will rot you from the inside, you know. Do not doubt me, I apologise that I hide my emotion. I apologise that I would rather shed my tears in private Rather than let them fall in front of your face. Would that satisfy you? It would, wouldn't it? Well, I'm afraid you will have to find something else. You are a sadist in denial. A self-acclaimed pacifist, who wishes to see hurt. Anger. It is simply a cover-up

I find it rather maddening That you find yourself tongue-tied When you are found in my presence. I find it rather saddening That you wish not to speak ill of me For fear that I may hurl rejection at you. It's also very satisfying That you are no longer any responsibility of mine; But of yourself. Just keep in mind, dear That however bright I think of you You are always the nettle to my sensitive skin.