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illusions
I spend my nights out on the lakeside
Dreaming of you and all that we had
Watching the water ripple outward
And I wonder, “Did it really get this bad?”
I thought you were a cooling touch
To the burning embers of my soul
But all those times I felt too much
You heavily doused my searing coals
I lied to all those who would speak out
Saying you’re much better than you were
And I almost believed that shit myself
But cycle had already started to recur
I thought you had the kindest heart
One I had gotten so lucky to have found
But once your demons lashed out at me
You buried my heart deep in the ground
I used to think you’d have saved it for me
Maybe I shouldn’t have trusted you with it
But I sit back on the grass and I exhale
Suddenly it feels like my soul really took a hit
Yet the water never stops rippling
Though I don’t hear anything but quiet
It seems that’s what you’ve done to me
This mess in my heart has turned into a riot
God, it’s crushing, and it’s damning
That I can’t make sense of this confusion
If I could go back, you know I would
And try to wreck this whole illusion
Dreaming of you and all that we had
Watching the water ripple outward
And I wonder, “Did it really get this bad?”
I thought you were a cooling touch
To the burning embers of my soul
But all those times I felt too much
You heavily doused my searing coals
I lied to all those who would speak out
Saying you’re much better than you were
And I almost believed that shit myself
But cycle had already started to recur
I thought you had the kindest heart
One I had gotten so lucky to have found
But once your demons lashed out at me
You buried my heart deep in the ground
I used to think you’d have saved it for me
Maybe I shouldn’t have trusted you with it
But I sit back on the grass and I exhale
Suddenly it feels like my soul really took a hit
Yet the water never stops rippling
Though I don’t hear anything but quiet
It seems that’s what you’ve done to me
This mess in my heart has turned into a riot
God, it’s crushing, and it’s damning
That I can’t make sense of this confusion
If I could go back, you know I would
And try to wreck this whole illusion
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