despise

Sore from all the time wasted
left to face this all alone
i never asked for your sympathy
never asked for your dreams
you look at me like i’m your failure
always taking credit for everything
that is your nature
this time the stench is too much for you to bear

worries may end nowhere slowly
leaving certain roads of sacred solitude
every cut obviously means goodbye

lying awake and sitting in bed
remembering the times ahead
forgive and forget all again
this is all a dream in your eyes

 

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