I'm almost contimplating whether it's worth making an effort at all anymore.
Hollow feeling deep within, as fingers type words unknown to author,
underneath it all she's bleeding a catastrophic death, a lethal incision.
Recounting every second she ever believed in herself and sighing,
tears flow down her delicate emerald eyes as all she believed in shatters.
Sometimes she hates herself more than the lies he fed to her so mercilessly;
or maybe she's just frightened, because deep down she's just a frightened girl.
Breathing hurts her, as she knows she has to live another second of torment,
and it doesn't matter what they say to her, that it's not her fault, it's his -
denial and fear take her to a prism of lost dreams and drastic realities;
lies were all that made her beautiful; truth makes her devestatingly ugly.
Yet she smiles, because she doesn't know what else to do anymore.
Inside that shattered heart is the promise that he so selfishly broke;
this is my vow, he uttered; I'll never let you go - I'll love you forever,
'I know baby,' she cries patiently, holding his hand, stroking his palm.
so she believed him, because she saw a sparkle in his diamond eyes.
Kissing him touched her heart like nothing else ever could,
it took her away to a place where reality and fantasy became one,
letting her go on a trail of beautiful sensations, hand on hand collision.
Love was her weakness, so of course he was her ultimate achilles heel,
inside and out she burned for him, each second he was gone, the end.
Nobody else could ever see how deeply intoxicated she was in love,
grieving with passive intakes of fear when his arms around her were gone.
Memories are all she has got of his sweet and caring caresses;
each one she fears was as fake as the horn in kids cars.
In any case she lingers onto the hope that he once meant those words,
nobody taking the comfort from her that one day he may be sorry for it all.
Secretly, she pines for him, though he gave her a towering inferno of pain,
innocently she chooses to believe that his heart once played her as his angel.
Darling, she whispers in the softest tone she audibily can suffice without mutation,
'each second of my life is consumed by you, I really hope that you can sleep at night.'
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