Sanctuary
I was not supposed to lose my inflated mind
Or give up my demeaned pride.
Love does not make you crazy.
It causes pure insanity.
Lock me up in the mental ward.
Try to put together the right cords
And get out of the strait jacket
That has me stuck in the deep recesses of my mind.
Stare into the green eyes
That do nothing but tell me they love all the lies
I create for myself.
The green eyes hold tiger-like courage
But the person behind those lovely eyes
Does every horrible thing to defy
So he can be weak
And not tell me how he feels.
Both of us
Stuck in the grasp of lust.
A sanctuary where we do not belong.
A sanctuary that makes us scream.
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