I am not defeated
By your poisonous praise
And I am not threatened
By your spirits;
For to cope
Is to leave myself alone
Within the praise of your depths
And love is the classic bully
That ignites the heart
I believe these words are spoken
For a reason
And my heart glows entirely
To the words that you speak
Oh poisonous praise,
I die and I cave
For this society is one big rave
Don't you agree?
For I praise no one
And I dig a deeper hole
For I am no one,
For it is a trait of desire
That doesn't exist
The fight that means something
The page that never turns
And the fire that burns
Is prevalent to my trial
And many roses die
Because I'm not willing to fly...
And this is the love
That never learns,
For we are all a victim
Of poisonous praise,
For the praise within is vital.
Do you love me?
Or do you tolerate me?
The best joy is within the crows
Desperately seeking for their next prey
And laughing at the fool...
Oh what a tool
This relationship,
Is it worth fixing?
For I have died many times
In your poisonous praise
And I have accepted the fact
That I am nothing;
Oh cure me of this innocent cheer
What innocent praise
Comes to shore?
For I have learned nothing
And I have seen nothing
In the deaths of your innocent praise
So what is your poison exactly,
And what is your cause as we speak?
Do you regret ignoring me
In my desperate times of need?
Do you love me more
Than you praise?
For praise is not poisonous
Unless you deem it to hell
And what is left undone
Will get killed...
Oh darling praise
Do you speak my way?
Am I the blood
On the kitchen floor?
Wake up...wake up
As they say
That blind men
Marry the craziest women
For you see not an illusion,
For you see me as bait
And we are not married now...
Oh my thoughts are a leaking faucet
To your praise...
I can only hope for more.
- Author: Soul Baby (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: December 5th, 2023 17:32
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 5
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