Written by: Christian A. Miles.
Lovers and Liars.. thoughts provoke.
Life is an endless circle,
Without a start, only ends.
Ending relationships, ending lives.
Ending everything we keep bottled up inside.
I’m a countless host to all the regrets I hold in.
All the thoughts, all the underlined sins.
Counting the moments that pass by hand.
One, two, three..
Lost at the sea with love lost inside of me.
Everything will be fine, I say.
You only agree to agree with me.
None are your own thoughts now, only ones put in your head all along.
Letting them cloud away anything left of yourself.
You head covered from the world..
Only your eyes are allowed to look in.
All your ideas are someone elses..
A smoking gun already to your head.
Punching away my ambitions.
I only watch from the other end of the circle.
On the sidelines I stand and scam.
Chasing after only fallen dreams.
I’m still a dreamer at the end of every day.
I’m still everything I never wanted to be.
Lover. Liar. Sinner. Dreamer. And Friend.
This is the life I’ve chosen..
No beginning, only an end.
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