Games of the heart
Trapped in your world I won't get lost,
but you'll never stop whatever the cost,
shock as a weapon and trust as a shield
the sword is your tongue that you wield.
I hardly knew you and I know I never will,
my cold fragile mask is starting to peel,
you do things to me that I do not understand,
my sadness follows hand in hand.
Your resurrection is my relief,
yet your trust is not in my beliefs,
even that I know your love is true,
There is something dangerous about you.
Betrayal and broken hearts are things I have only seen and read,
the reality is worse than it was in my head,
play your last card with the sinfulness of pride,
and expect me to follow your plan and hide.
Your sentiment is your defect and it has dangered you so,
the one fault of you that I know,
I have taken everything away without a second thought,
but I promise that in six months you will most defiantly not be caught.
At first I was not sure why I spared you.
In our tangled little game.
But now I have known the truth.
And I will love you forevermore.
