your lies spill like blood from a freshly open wound, your actions set directly in my view to further break my will, love replaced with bitterness and friendship lost to deceat, the envy I hold for the one who replaced me, the anger set fire within my soul burning for escape so to set blaze what has been taken, your actions so bold as if I'm blind and the laughter and joy as if I'm deaf. This game you play will come to a horrific end one day... The end will be ours lonely and solemn... from once we started we shall again become. no we no us just me and mine alone and forgotten with the passing of time...
©janice
J