Moment Of Waste...

Propped up by lies
and promises
I fall away
with disappointment

Collapse with the weight
of consciousness
reality is too heavy
to hold
your filth is
shaping me,
you voice
raping me,
your thoughts are
taking me,
oh please God
hold on to me…
I need the lies,
I need your promises,
I need all the cries to all the skies…
To create this necklace of discontent
Draped across my cut throat
Death brings discovery
Of what you meant…
And every minute spent…
Is wasted on… "I Love You"