How many of us has experience this situation cheating within our lives in this cycle called love for it does happens whether your a man or a woman, which only leaves us to ponder within the depth of our minds did you ever truly did loved us as they leave us feeling lost and alone questioning our own inner feelings of our heart and mind and spiritual soul. Yet with each situation that...
He’ll say he truly loves you and then steal your heart He’ll say the perfect words just to reach your paradise And once he’s satisfied his thirst then he will depart You won’t see truth till you pull the wool over your eyes
Or worst yet, you will debate if this is what true love’s about All the while he’s ready to devour you and then spit you out
It's a motherfucker when the one that you love doesn't trust you It doesn't matter what you say or what the fuck you do There's still some love in her accompanying the pain She's determined that you played with her heart and brought her shame
But this time around your heart and mind were bonding, there was no game you figured she could look within and see that you were not the same But that shame is a bitch and it clouds her eyes It isn't love that she feels, but she also doesn't despise
i see you struggle feel your unrest sad vacant eyes trying their best • desperation exhaled in each breath you can’t catch you treat me like a fool like a dolt playing fetch • endless fascination with web-ether women cavernous needs god you’re a lemon • you are who you are but i refuse to tend i know what you’re writing every time you hit send • the day will arrive ...
We found the Shire horse smashed, his leather straps and wooden cart a hollow casualty of another late night row. He stayed at home while she went out and came home legless, dropped off by a different car each week.
“She’s all fur coat and no knickers” mum used to say, and then look at dad as though he was a dog being trained not to eat biscuits.
The morning after the night before, found four young boys sitting on top of a garage roof, pubescent in anticipation. Natural selection meant the smallest was in the...
The flies are gathering around the lies because of all the shit that spews from her mouth, the unbearable stench of bullshit becomes air freshener in a room bulit from anguish and despair by a person consumed with destroying the truth not with a hammer yet with vile untrue words she's painted this place it's covered in revenge the only pictures present are what's in her wicked head.