Confliction, Affliction, Contradiction, Resolution (A Prayer for the Dreamers)

Confliction, Affliction, Contradiction, Resolution

(A Prayer for the Dreamers)

 Spiraling down,

With a poisonous frown,

And with a liar’s crown,

I slowly drown…

Thoughts imprison a tortured soul,

Who knew remaining silent could take such a toll?

Did you know that, my beloved dear,

You make the world stop with a single tear?

I would wipe it away, but am forced to pause,

Due to my nature, my resolution, my cause,

To never make things difficult, to always make you smile,

Even though it kills me, slowly, all the while,

The pain it brings is too much to bear,

For I now see that I will always care,

For you, for me,

For everything we used to be,

And what I hoped would someday be… our future

-The Illusive Writer

Heads Down, Thumbs Up (Heartbroken)

Heads down, Thumbs Up

(Heartbroken) 

Am I just a joke to you?

Is that all this really is?

The friends I have are few,

So it’s so nice to see my pain as your bliss

So sit there and laugh,

It’s not like you care…

To you, I’m the sacrificial calf,

Your personal burden to bear,

That’s all I am,

And that’s all I’ll ever be…

Why did I believe this sham?

Why couldn’t I ever see?

The truth, the lies,

The useless alibies,

So here I sit, alone, cold, and emotions hidden,

With a smile to hide my true emotion: “pain-ridden”

And never again shall I believe

This childish fantasy:

“Us”

-The Illusive Writer 

The Tears of those who were Left Behind

The Tears of those who were Left Behind

Not sure of how to feel,

Not sure when these wounds will heal.

I can’t help but feel betrayed,

Because I feel so burned and flayed,

Like a prisoner lost and scared,

Hanging on to every word we shared.

We are the best of friends,

But I’ve been following the trends,

 I know there’ll never be anything between us,

So I don’t know why I fuss,

But a part of me still hangs on,

Still watching for that coming dawn,

When you notice how I’ve waited

Ever since you two dated,

I’ve told you everything but one little thing,

I’ve held it in, but now my head rings:

“I love you”

But we can never be

- The Illusive Writer