Category: Writers Block
I could never be your mentor
I could never be your guide
The truth is trump in this game of trust
The words of promise you left behind
Have proven to be lies.
Understanding the cause of your demons was my pain
Loving you was a sin
Your prisons are blind to the desires of your lovers
Would you ever have let me in?
I needed no more than to see you smile
I asked for no less than your trust
What I gained from you was a mountain of lies,
And a heart filled with tarnish and rust.
I’d have given my life to have my love returned
I’d have sold my soul to feel why
Your walls were the barriers between pleasure and pain
It was you who at last said good-bye.
Since you’ve been gone I’ve had time to reflect
I’ve studied the reasons for our end
If winning your love stood the slightest chance
I’d gladly relive this hell again.
Before I close this chapter called us
I’d like to know just one more thing
Is being alone really worth your misery?
Or was I too close to reaching through your pain?
To both of these questions the answers are clear
Your secrets transparent as glass
So why not give up this dual with yourself?
Why not for me remove your masks?