I toy with your emotions creating further confusion.

Guiding you down the wrong route;

Knowing for sure at then of the journey I’ll hear you shout.

I make the trip everlasting;

well atleast make the minutes seem like hours, and the hours seem like days.

I couldn’t possibly think of love suicide in more dispassionate ways.

Sooner than  later reality is risen.

Fostering my fault; my mind becomes prison.

I yearn to shake you of my soul pestering;

by leaving you behind , but only in a subtle gesturing .

Maybe the simulated adoration for me will wane;

leaving your heart intact and sane.

I’ll just wander along the road of guilt, and face the consequences my dormant conscious has built.

Have you ever knew the outcome of a situation but continued anyway?If so share…

Slowly creeping out the shadows to captures its next victim.

For nights it lurks to find it’s perfect prey.

Finally considering those worth loving are already loved.

Left with no hope love found fate,surrounded by light .

If what love thought was impossible became possible,

then my love wouldn’t harm.

But my love is afraid and will creep back into the dark…

Have you ever sought out for someone and when you found them you felt you would taint them?If so share…