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A gentle face and gentle words from the marionette,
enough to fool the audience and make them forget
that your strings are twisted and black.
I wouldn't wish I could go back.
My strings were twisted and tangled in your lies
until I couldn't hear even my own cries.
I just want to forget and forget
but nothing seems to wash away this regret.
I don't need to forgive you to move on
since the foolish one was me, I'm just not strong.
I must be flawed that you chose me
something so wrong that I can't see.
From the beginning you pulled my strings
until I saw an angel that lacked wings.
Never knowing you wanted blood on your hands
I can't even think its me that "nobody understands"
because when I think of you I feel that I'm sane
and can't get why you play this murder game.
Trying to take my life just to feel a thrill
and I couldn't even sense your urge to kill.
I'm foolish, I'm an idiot, and I'm wrong, I'm wrong, I'm wrong.
That's what I told myself all along.
Even though I know that it's not true
and I should be thinking what's wrong is you.
I'm sorry that I couldn't understand your heart
I don't know what made you fall apart.
I don't intend to spread this darkness around
I'll let it lie in my heart until it's not found.
- Title: Mr. Serial Killer Boyfriend
- Artist: Nemone
- Description: Ah well, you know, the usual scary ex story. I wrote this recently as I was venting and feeling depressed about things that happened in the past. I hope you all like it and any feedback or comments are welcome.
- Date: 09/22/2016
- Tags: serial killer boyfriend
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- Ikuo Jinichi - 03/09/2017
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Im an old poet friend. Logged back in from 321 days of inactivity yet I still see you posting.
Update on my life, my poetry had expanded to music and now I work so hard on perfecting my own craft. Pretty cool huh lol - Report As Spam