Poem -
The Cruelest of All Bed Partners
Just look at me, why donât you
I am not broken,
okay, maybe bruised a touch
and disillusioned ..
So why does it still hurt so much ..
Just look at me, why donât you
I am not a token,
but maybe, an accessory perhaps
and though not broken, should you
dare to look, you just may see the cracks ..
Just look around, why donât you
I am not joking,
reality is a cruel, conniving thief ..
Once I thought you perfect
but truth and time, stole that belief ..
Just look and see, why donât you,
forget the games
and delusions the dream is lost
and all but shattered,
reality and time are such cruel bed partners ..
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Comments
Never a truer word uttered in contempt and resignation...and dissapointment and defeat, I could go on but in the end
it's a âŞď¸fuck youâŞď¸...I like that X
go on, leave me with a warm glow why don'tcha x