I hate that you knew.
I dislike that you did things to make me fall harder for you.
But I can’t blame this all on you.
I was foolish for easily trusting you.
I for once let my guard down and opened up to you.
But you used it as a weapon to beat me and bruise.
I wanted to find out if this love thing was true.
I just picked the wrong person to put my faith into.
And how could I believe someone like you?
You may have money, but your spirt and soul are poor fools.
I begged God to send me someone I could give my all to.
And he sent me you, as a reminder that I don’t get to pick or choose.
I just have to play by someones imaginary rules.
What’s the difference between loving someone conscious and loving a poor fool?
Afterall the conscious were once the fools who became aware with their new set of rules.
Why do you continue to make me a magnet for a fools attraction.
I’m just trying to understand why I keep getting the short hand.
You like to bait me.
To get my reaction.
What if I turned the tables on you?
Would that make me unconscious, or sinful through and through?
This is not Blasphemy.
I have already confessed my sins to you.
I am just collecting my words, that you gave to me use.
I am aware of my mental capacity and the limit
at my patience table, which is currently lacking.
And I ran over the limit for my time capacity.
Mr. G., please help me turn off my attraction for the highly distracted, it’s a bit too much for me.
I know you want what’s best for me, but have you ever considered, yourself changing?
How are you perfect, not that I disagree.
Just seems like this is all there is ever going to be for me.
Rotten apples that fall from the cursed and poisoned tree.
That I keep biting into, as you sit by and watch me.
You seem to love me dangerously, unconditionally.
And you expect the same from me.
Though I wonder why did you make me, if you only want to break me?
Or is this really strengthening, and future preparing?
I guess I have to be patient and see.

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