Sunday, 1 August 2010
Monday, 12 July 2010
Finally
The relief from the grief
That you gave to this slave
From me wanting and waiting
For your nod and your wink
From my mind on the blink
From my crying, my trying
Your own self-delluding
Your egotistical wanking
Sigh...
...Over.
That you gave to this slave
From me wanting and waiting
For your nod and your wink
From my mind on the blink
From my crying, my trying
Your own self-delluding
Your egotistical wanking
Sigh...
...Over.
Monday, 28 June 2010
Saturday, 19 June 2010
Feeder (Your Soul, I Think, Is Sinking)
Your mind - fried through years of fears,
Your intent - betrayed by crocodile tears
Your truth - lost, buried with sympathy
By your weak tendency to abuse all empathy.
Your behaviour - translucent, aghast in shame
By the trust of others you gained in my name.
No words - no action - will feed what you need
In this bed of roses, you thrived like a weed.
My message to you, whom I once dared call “friend”
Is but an alien concept, one you won’t comprehend:
He who lives by the sword, surely dies by the sword -
A heavy price that none can afford.
Your intent - betrayed by crocodile tears
Your truth - lost, buried with sympathy
By your weak tendency to abuse all empathy.
Your behaviour - translucent, aghast in shame
By the trust of others you gained in my name.
No words - no action - will feed what you need
In this bed of roses, you thrived like a weed.
My message to you, whom I once dared call “friend”
Is but an alien concept, one you won’t comprehend:
He who lives by the sword, surely dies by the sword -
A heavy price that none can afford.
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