A hundred lies and only one knife

There's blood on the scene, against the walls that you screamed,
the horror, the aftermath, laid to waste,
By your hands, you lost the satin dress, I watched you give it up to him
but you were always mine
(As his hand went down your thighs)

Its time to break the silence
Should I trust your lies?
Should I trust in your lies?
What becomes of me, when you leave
In the dark I'm on my knees
I failed to catch my own heart break

This winter night, I felt the ice of your touch,
has gone to new heights.
I forgot to breath, I didn't see,
to stop the shadows in the dark, that you needed me to be

I'm burning all your pictures just to stay alive
the marks on your neck told the story a thousand times
In my chest I could tell
was it a crime to show you what I'm feeling,inside, that I loved you

Take this knife.There's nothing left.
why cant I dream up a ending that had you dead,
I can't picture a better death
the scripted event that took your life by a strangers hand

You're the worse ****ing lier I won't ever met
This enthusiastic boy I've cross on a sea
One day Idid'nt trust in love anymore
likes to disappear in the dark and the tears everytime I try,
giving new blame in the name of his lacks

You're not the first for me but you're allways vexed,
trying everytime to rearrange the past for your jealousy
Keeping only my protection and not my heart,
keeping only when you're cold
forgotting to stand free
bleeding my heart everytime you don't know
still using my feelings as if you were alone,
and mostly talk about my life you ignore like a disrespectufl shit
-It just don't concern you on ****ing public website, ****ing lier-

Becoming shamefull only when you give count that
you've insulted too much
and hurted me too much
to be forgiven,
then you try again to put your skin on my circle
and to invent faults on me
though you're a trailer in facts

The ghost I was called you up,
did a sacrifice to come back in her memory
to give you the chance to come to know me, and the verity
and reassure you about this was real
and that I feel you again

the girl I am took hours to write for you
trying to apease you and my anger
while I was reading your game
and seeing you continuing hurting
without remorse
despite I was missing you
and wanted to be alone with you waking up,
though I was shared

the woman I am didn't stop to hug you more and more
to make you understand to come back
and that I needed you
untill you're pathetic envies made me cry
because of your exhibitions
and your double game in plus
that I saw after

The sick human being I am
wanted to share time with you
not with my ex
and finally understood your "fears" during two month

But now, of course I leave you forever
You don't have education men,
though you give lessons,
as fear doesn't exist anymore
but you're dick yes,
as it's the doubt of the doubt which make us hesitate
I simply choose to let you continue to play alone
as simply as you're sorry for me for the one you've take by the back
but still find this funny
as simply as you wait for nothing but shoot

as simply as your contradictions
and the role of the lost child you like to play
forgotting everytime you injure my life
while you benefited of my soul

as I never received any real flower from you
neither any poem To me
nor any answer about what I asked
but your pity for your beauty

then you can feel bad,
but I know this more than you
and you're screaming girls,
since I was this child fed up
with boys and running after
(even if I was stout )

you allow yourself to deceive me
and yeld easily for one night
with someone who really care about you,
and treat me as a dog
because I am not a ****ing ass hole like you
But we aren't in "sex intentions",
I don't play with you,
and you know what,
you're really worse,
you're coward

know that today
I'm still proud,
I can watch my face in a glass
and if I'm still disposable
it's only because I didn't go out with somewhere else for you
'cause I met guys for who I would never come back,
'cause when I appreciate it's sincere,
and I don't cuckold

'cause all this persons
that you believe you're above
you ignore they know me,
and for this will never forget me
among so much others
I met in my rich life
I was satisfied to live untill a certain point
where you contributed

And now I know
you love to fall
and repeat mistakes
and never learn from those of the others
and again, and again, and again

So, all that wasn't very poetic
but well,
you can emprisoned your courage
and die by your dreams

F u c k you man, die!
You understand this, f u c k i n g stupid boy !!?
You don't talk about me and die poor shit

Don't Hijack my thread :stuckup: