Here in metaphor
I tear flesh from lying bones
Whilst he preys at large
Oh no, a liar!
Tall and clothed in compliments
Again, it seems, oh!
Wondering how I am passing the time?
Living down your calamity, I
How dare declare it, you
Stealing songs as promises
The rest of my life, and what am I doing?
This is not your life
Dense grey looming in the west￼￼
Liars encroaching from the south￼
Keeping it all at bay
Flowers bloom within
Self-talk sounds as angels wings
When I wronged her months ago
She spoke to my calamity
To her surprise, she empowered me
My ego now in overdrive
We’d make the Thousand Mile Drive
And I’d stay silent, in my self-defense
And punish her for her offense
Of trusting me with honesty
She wanted what I’d promised us
My best from me
Instead I killed her, once back then
Plus each day since
Her, my best friend
Her ghost grieves to this very day
But I am okay
I walked away