andreya

I read a letter from my friend and my heart fell. I am so melancholy today:

I don't believe in you
Anymore.
You were a dream.
I feel I've been worshipping
Idols of gold, and
I should repent.

I was just an
Innocent bystander when:
You shot your guns.
I had faith but
Now I'm just a shadow
With nowhere to run.

You won't deceive me
Anymore.
You're just a sham.
I'm going away
To hide someplace
Where I can't be harmed.

I was just a
Grovelling spectator, when:
You threw your stones.
I had a poem, but
I threw it in the fire
And watched as it burned.

Are you the beast that flies
Tonight?
I thought you were God, but
I no longer dare
To suffer your wrath
Like a moth in a flame.

I'm no longer defective,
Not part of your scam.
I'm just ashamed that I
ever loved you.
I'm shocked and amazed that
I wanted to serve you.
I've opened my eyes, and
I know there is no truth.
And there's no use.