Bloody stained this pure white cloth, now all thats left is my soul to stand. You did your damage, Ive taken the hits. Felt the bitter cold presence of the ground beneath me. Youve done the most, taken my soul left your scars, battered to boast.
Show me your different, but really you don't care. Lift my head but you'd rather see me drown. Captivated my heart, twisted in such a blissful beautiful way until I handed you the key, then quickly turned and I slowly learned day by day the trap you layed, this game I found, the game you played. For from the start is it true, true that you already knew that the win was yours? Sad is for sure, that your the one actually being played here, satan himself pulling your strings, putting on what seems a fantastic show, the deceiving shceme what is was. I took the blows, took them hard, and from the ground I see who you are, and at grace and brokeness..beauty found such a small hold and held on for life, slowly but steadily gave me hope and started we did, on such a long road. No shelter wasn't present from this recovery, from the words, the pain, the dulling and the shame. It was brutal to say the least, but in all awe the most beautiful thing to happen. Bitter sweet was the role we played, love and deceit was the title to share but I'm just fine I'm breathing clean air. Though healing seems so far, and shattered, worn, and beat down I stand. I make sure the key now fully mine again will never be touched, not another soul I'll trust. You did me good, you broke me down, you sat there and watch me fade, bitter and cold your heart beats just fine, well while mine you merely put through all hell, toture and pain..just to watch me burn, wiggle and squirm under your control. Thanks be to God, He's set me free. ♥
I should finish this someday..but I just had to get this out, okay. So please bare with all the bad grammar, spelling, ect.
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