#emo g

The rays from the television dances across my eyes

They show all that what's beautiful, hopeful and kind

And i almost feel good about my future

Before I sense a tension so tough and dark

like the ocean waves under the moonlight

It tosses me back to the corner and I see the love i had seen first

The one where one's dodging all that care and calls it nothing

And one's on the telephone line waiting to be heard,

And to be seen.

I see a love that enhances the soul and the mind

The one where both of them cry

They listen, they reply

And I realised it had only happened once.

And every other evidence is just a retelling of what was once.

I see the words etched among the clouds

"marriage makes men change"

I watch these deceiving letters pour down,

seep into all our skins and veins

Slowly evaporating the memory of men's sins.

For years now, they performed deadly rituals

Not only on my skin but also on my heart

Swelling it up with hurt which they mistook for love.

Not once was I ever heard,

Not once was I ever seen

Only a tool for their landscaping dreams.

I recall no memory of my heart being beaten to black and blue