hey all - just lemme know what you think. rip 'n' tear if you must or praise... i leave the choice to you
enjoi my misery
[X] Nikole [X]
Honeyed Lies and Nightmares
You are the deceptive serpent entwined around my life,
Whispering honeyed lies into my ever hopeful ears.
My heart fights to believe what you say,
But my mind is familiar with the delusions you would have me live in.
It is a daily chore to sort through your half-truths and falsifications.
A chore I tire of, one I resent you for.
Your title as “Father” is not one you have earned, nor one you deserve.
Father of honeyed lies and nightmares, perhaps.
Will I ever accumulate enough patience to calculate your selfish crimes?
Are there enough stars in the heavens to count them by?
Enough tear in my eyes to estimate your sins?
Will you ever allow me to lift my constant hatred and acquit you of your wicked offences?
I think not, your treachery has permanently crippled my ability to forgive.
Why forgive the snarling beast who snaps at your limbs and tears at your flesh
When moments after forgiveness he is once again feasting on your blood?
No, pardoning you would be a waste of my sweet time, Father.
I shall always think of you with the taste of honeyed lies and nightmares thick on my tongue…
enjoi my misery
[X] Nikole [X]
Honeyed Lies and Nightmares
You are the deceptive serpent entwined around my life,
Whispering honeyed lies into my ever hopeful ears.
My heart fights to believe what you say,
But my mind is familiar with the delusions you would have me live in.
It is a daily chore to sort through your half-truths and falsifications.
A chore I tire of, one I resent you for.
Your title as “Father” is not one you have earned, nor one you deserve.
Father of honeyed lies and nightmares, perhaps.
Will I ever accumulate enough patience to calculate your selfish crimes?
Are there enough stars in the heavens to count them by?
Enough tear in my eyes to estimate your sins?
Will you ever allow me to lift my constant hatred and acquit you of your wicked offences?
I think not, your treachery has permanently crippled my ability to forgive.
Why forgive the snarling beast who snaps at your limbs and tears at your flesh
When moments after forgiveness he is once again feasting on your blood?
No, pardoning you would be a waste of my sweet time, Father.
I shall always think of you with the taste of honeyed lies and nightmares thick on my tongue…
