A candle in the window on a cold dark night. I cradle no regrets now that the inevitable end is here. I thought about this before, way before this unraveling happens, long before all my love mellowed to hate. The fantasy though; was much different, i was rich and did not need you and walking away gave me a feeling of empowerment.
I wait for the curtains to descend and me exiting this stage- leaving a world i despise more and more every day. I think by now they all could tell,
I really don't give a damn anymore. I am sure if their brains weren't up their asses they could read my silent F-U the times when i am silent, that is what i am really saying.
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