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The hurt you put me through


You shot at me, but I survived. You aimed again and I dodged. You didn't give up. You followed All the way. I began to see you as My shadow and better reflection I didn't recorgnise those eyes full- Of hate and attempts of pain. I didn't realise you are my welcoming Doom. I'd run to you, to the façade That you've decided to show to the- world. Ouh how I must've been Stupid and blinded to not see enough Of it. I believed you. I so trusted you. But you...you just decided to aim Again, with "love" that I so stupidly Spotted in those bright eyes. They were no longer dark. You pushed Through at my chest, and yet I let You hold me. I let 'me' curse fate and Myself thinking it was meant to be. I can't even look at myself anymore. If only you knew what I've been Doing inside this dark hole that's Now filled up with black aura. You'd Feed on being a floating leaf, With no DESTINATION.
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