#poementry

A companion to hurt and anger cloaked as love.

Expected to fall at his heels though he were God.

Drilled into submission,

Always ask for permission… properly.

Even now I’m praised by others on how I take direction.

That effortless perfection to you,

Was my only weapon,

And still I lacked his expectations.

Where are my soul’s reparations, my innocent stability?

Destructive surroundings became my infliction.

Your transmutation a success all I can think to say,

I asked her thrice,

Rosè treating us nice.

Annoyed, she gave in,

And I beleieved both for the win,

Let's begin.

All ain't as seems in double perspectives

Your narration is the subplot for others dealing with shit uncomprehensive.

The manipulation a success, 'Let's go on another conquest!' You flee from the consequences.

A person who let down boundaries, who cared and all you can think is 'how will I explain this affair?' To the person who actually said, "I do."

No matter how you put it, you're the antagonizer.

Be accountable and considerate to the other.