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Angelo
there is no forgiveness when youre waking life is regret,
paint me pristine pictures of the dreaming world where we do not forget, about our child,the one we aborted; now im left alone with scattered feelings to be sorted. Promises of you being there for me have been distorted, seeing you with other girls,calling you on it then saying ive mis-reported. Misrepresent,misonception of the imaculate kind, all it takes is one shot to ease your mind. all it takes is one shot to do away with a "mistake" all it takes is one shot to self medicate self inflicted hate. all it takes is time for me to remember,and bow my head in shame knowing my childs life i had rendered; to the greater good? or to the selfish kind, leaving me slanted and broken, leaving me with this crime. And all I have is my tears,drowning in them when I say; why arent you here,you promised youd be there even though these arent the best of days. And Ill still trod along with my head held high, bearing a womb thats a tomb; concealing my pain as I cry. Wishing that youd listen,be able to place yourself in my shoes, knowing what its like to create a life,then rape away its youth. You dont try to console me,until Im beyond broken then I fall, promising me peace forever; this child he was called; Angelo. |