I once knew a story so well
that I loved it; willingly enchanted
by the sweet scent of deceit
that made my heart sing songs
with a hypnotic beat – based
implicitly on duplicitous stammerings; hammering
tiny smiles in pockets
of pain. I fed it, I fed it
and I fed it – this beast; I, no more
than its vessel
Its contents so indisguishable with mine own
that a solution was created – to hate
dispicable truths
and smile through tainted fables
until the time came to admit defeat
and write a line or two of
my own
I thought this might be about the horrible season finale of PLL. But it’s not lol However, I really like the rhythmn of this piece!
I’m guessing you’re talking about a tv show? I don’t watch too many of those so no but I’m sorry to disappoint. Ha but thank you for finishing your read!
haha yes it’s called Pretty Little Liars
Clueless on that front, I’m afraid!
You are really back with a vengeance, aren’t you?
I have a real need for some creativity…and my serious work is lacking right now. This little notebook feeds the monster