Betrayal is like a deadbeat father.
Betrayal creeps out of bed in the middle of the night.
Betrayal places his hand on his baby girl's door and winces;
The thought of opening it is too much to bear.
Betrayal softly steps into the kitchen, thoughtfully stroaking Toby the dog's side.
With a deep breath betrayal grips the suitcase of abandonment
and strides out the door:
never looking back for the fear of guilt to pierce his heart of coal.
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Narcissism
Narcissism, you are something else.
Walking around like you are all that.
Ha, you're not.
Get your head out of the clouds and come down to a place I like to call reality.
Let me define reality for you.
I know knowledge isn't you're thing.
Reality is a place where rejects like you are scoffed upon and hated.
Sound familiar?
I thought so.
Look around, you have no one,
So stop acting like a movie star.
The only premier you'll get is "Us against you."
Wake up from your dream,
Welcome to my world.
Walking around like you are all that.
Ha, you're not.
Get your head out of the clouds and come down to a place I like to call reality.
Let me define reality for you.
I know knowledge isn't you're thing.
Reality is a place where rejects like you are scoffed upon and hated.
Sound familiar?
I thought so.
Look around, you have no one,
So stop acting like a movie star.
The only premier you'll get is "Us against you."
Wake up from your dream,
Welcome to my world.
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