STRANGERS
Walking Alone
In the dead of night;
I lie restless thinking
Of you.
Enslaved by the darkness;
Under the Blue moon.
Like a parasite to a host;
takes over the light.
Which has left me caught in my own demise,
Burning out the flame inside.
I don't think you think of me,
I should have known;
You weren't the one,
I was out of your league.
You're a master at rolling the dice;
Like a criminal; plotting the crime.
Now I see clearly; what you can never be.
You'll never get the best
of me.
Being with you;
My life was spinning in circles;
Leading to nowhere.
I'm never going back;
To a pathological liar.
You'll never be sorry;
Owning up to what u lack.
To keep my sanity,
I'm stepping away from the
Fire,
To avoid getting burned by the flame of desire.
After all said & done,
Within the city lights;
We are like strangers.
That never fell in love.
About the Creator
Teresa Joiner
Author & Poet with interests in music, art, traveling.
www.amazon.com/author/teresajoiner
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