Promised Self-Enemies

March 23, 2010
Custom User Avatar
More by this author
Immaculately broken
He’s gotta hold on me
With words in his eyes
and pictures in his mouth

Of beautiful tales and dreams
Promised with crossed fingers
Behind the backs of reason
Blinded by craze

We’re branding one another
Mendacious to the other
Feelings and fears
Masking past with bliss

Self-enemies at their finest
Dubious towards progress
Swearing against those kisses
on the teeth of ‘just friends’

But the reasons keep running
The light is dimming
Intuition starts fleeting
The deceits keep coming

My eyes water at the bitter taste
Choking to swallow it down
The choice of fallacy and fiction
Or heart bleeding honesty

As I try to resist the lies
slipping from his lips
But they’re mingling on his tongue
And are caught between my teeth

Post a Comment

Be the first to comment on this article!

Site Feedback