Lust can be Defeated.

by Brianna   Sep 13, 2005


I watched you watching me
Through the mirror that last night
I bet you didn't know
Stupid me, I thought you might.

Your face put a weight on my chest
One I have yet to release
And I wondered for that moment
If you were thinking of me.

Tell me how we got on this pensive ground.
How we filled our wistful hearts with more vacant colors.
No one can turn plain into modest like we can
I was anxious at first, but your eyes
They work wonders.

And to think they told me to hold my affections
They said, "He wont hold yours the same"
Ha. Those stupid people and their dispositions
Didn't they know that I didn't want anything?

The taste of your atrocity, the taste of your unworthy
It still stands on my lips
God knows I tried to reserve it for a better day
But it all turned into something ugly
Outlined in the thickest of regret

Now you may not have faith in anyone
But believe this when it's said
That you should expect the worst in me
All my anger, all the self loathing
It's more than you could ever dream

And if you're ever shone what a real letdown is
I want you to bring it on yourself.
So, can you defeat yourself tonight?
Or do you need a little help?

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