days offer no solace
nights bring no relief
depressed by lies
cold shoulders from stories told
promises made but never kept
in a house of babble
words have no meaning
illusions perceived
as ultimate truths
reality is real
leave the high horse
no need to build up
something that doesn't exist
fueled by insecurity
looking for comfort
from a pat on the back
and an unseen imagine in a mirror
driving people insane
by games played and hearts broken
kicking them aside
like yesterday's garbage
justification comes
by the role of the victim
one heart may be healed
while dozens are destroyed
manipulative games
created from dysfunctional needs
so much energy wasted
in a hell self-created
a victim, a martyr
a toxic life
where escape is possible
bud sadly ...
not requested
nights bring no relief
depressed by lies
cold shoulders from stories told
promises made but never kept
in a house of babble
words have no meaning
illusions perceived
as ultimate truths
reality is real
leave the high horse
no need to build up
something that doesn't exist
fueled by insecurity
looking for comfort
from a pat on the back
and an unseen imagine in a mirror
driving people insane
by games played and hearts broken
kicking them aside
like yesterday's garbage
justification comes
by the role of the victim
one heart may be healed
while dozens are destroyed
manipulative games
created from dysfunctional needs
so much energy wasted
in a hell self-created
a victim, a martyr
a toxic life
where escape is possible
bud sadly ...
not requested
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