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Deceiving The Mind
by
Emily Garwood
(Age: 25)
copyright 07-17-2007
   
Age Rating: 10 +
Deceiving the mind,
Is like saying you're blinded by love...
Only the other day,
I realized I was deceiving my own mind.
Now opening my eyes,
I'm torn and tattered,
And cut inside,
I'm so tired I just lay on the floor.
How could you,
Blind me with your love,
Your lies and mistakes,
I just couldn't see them.
What was I, a toy?
A plan in your twisted head?
Have you got what you want?
Or you still craving more?
I cry my tears of regret,
knowing I was to blind to see,
The missing pages in my fairytale book.
I wish you hadn't done this.
My mind seeks refuge,
But I'm to tired to try,
Maybe I should leave you,
Let you, and your shadow win.
She's been waiting a long time now,
And I was in the fight, blind to see.
She must be happy,
You must be happy.
I'm on the floor begging for no more,
My tears mean nothing,
And my blood even less,
true love....just wasn't made for me.
No longer can I deceive my mind,
For hypnotizing cannot work,
And the power of my mind even weaker,
I just lay on the floor praying you'll change.
Home sweet home; no longer.
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