• A fraud smile and acid love accompanies me to nonexistant confidence and strength.



    But who am i to care of such supposed 'inadequate opinions'?



    Never mind the actuality that you were the one who left me here to wail upon dry dirt and hard rock.



    Even with barren vows of staying beside me for eternity.



    Though i remain here in this wasteland of never ending heart aches you partake in absurd games, like those you played on me.



    And while i lay here temporarily forgotten and lifeless, i trust your conscience naws at your bones.



    And so i yearn for someone, something, to save me from drowning in my own lachrymose death.