love to go

wounded hearts
in empty bedrooms
cut by words
betrayed by actions
fearful
they accept their doom
only to find refuge
in instant relationships
it’s the dream they dream awake
to run away from a world of fakes
but who’s the real betrayer?
is it their dream or its creator?

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the ashes of my tears

you opened up for me
told me there’s another ‘she’
and now your heart is cold
   for me
and where the cold wind blows
our love has been mistaken
for the cheap street bargain
that no one has taken
nowhere to run
we break apart together
I’m happier today
even though yesterday I was better
and so it goes
this is how true love unfolds
between the ashes of my tears
and the sweetness of your heart
my dear