dghouls

Benign (poem)

Something's so very not right
In everything I see in you
While Yyur lips are singing verses
Your hands play a different tune

Burdened by this weight
I really think I should go
Don't want to cover
for your mistakes
Don't think I can
Leave it alone

Something's on fire
Inside me
Shut up in these bones
Nothing can be the same
There's no going home

I cannot deny it
My time has come to change
You cannot refine it
No excuses now to claim

What's the point?
Is what I'm getting to
You reek: insincerity
Play your part
With a lack of heart
Display no clarity

All the while I'm trying
To kill in me this ego
You make benign
You make benign
You make benign