Hanging By

For some reason even though I keep writing I can’t seem to let go when all I want is to put myself on paper and tell my story. 

This is what you get for running games. 

Don’t believe me, I know you’re deceiving, you tease but in the end you can’t please.  

I’ll lose myself in some kind of disguise all too familiar to not notice when the facade has ended. 

Forget when the time to remove this mask I wear so innate has to come off. 

They say once a couple have been together long enough they begin to look like each other. 

What if you’ve been alone for too long? 

Do you no longer have a face? 

What do I look like I can’t come to reason and see myself in the mirror. 

Was I always inclined to become the predatorial type? Spending my nights looking for someone with the right features. 

Convene in this disparity and calm these animalistic desire’s ever growing inside. 

These illusions you’ve placed in my mind, left a smoke screen where I can no longer see where it’s dangerous outside

For a moment to numb the pain thinking I can’t go home alone again. 

I’m falling you say I’m delusional, Hanging by to hold you by the shoulders. 

Don’t you know your love is poison just give me a hit. 

With the taste of your lips I’m on a ride don’t you know that you intoxicate me with the perfume of your hinted promises. 

Disturbing, you caught me like a fish and beat me as a dead horse. 

Possessed, I was caught and sought the waiting for you to get me so I could squirm in your hands. 

Is no nobody here trying to save me? It doesn't matter anymore because I’ve come to like it. 

Because I hold her down every time I hit it, let her know that’s the best I’ve ever had because she’s the best I ever had. 

Got another moment to feign on and lean on although I still don’t know whether this is the moment to fene on. 

I know every time we meet there’s no reason to hold up and doll yourself like I’m going to show you a few things.

The way things end all too predictable I can see us falling before we meet. 

Sadly that is what I believe my darling.

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