Torture and Fate


But when you laugh to

Cover up the screams

You realize what you’ve done is wrong-

This ain’t no way to treat the queen and

All you finally feel the burn in your lungs,

The acid on their tongues

My inner sense of clarity and maybe some dignity

And I think I could find you

Just a few more seconds,

This torture feels like fate.

I could tell you you’re worth loving, dear

I could lie that I’ll defend you when they all near

But, I mean-

You never even tried

I’m only asking why should I?

It’s not that scary; stop your crying

You and that crying, it’s every night-

Every night I find you and you belong again to me.

Every night I hear your heartbeat and

Pretend you’re such a real thing.

The thoughts are so daunting and I’m so amazed

This is a haunting truth and my twisted form of fate

But the losers’ attitudes are great.

Everyone’s losing hope

But the hope comes a bit too late.

This torture feels like fate.

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