Smile
Jealousy, like bile rising in my throat,
I swallow it down replacing it with a smile,
A happy glow hiding the sinister hatred in my eyes,
Like a shadow,
A shadow gone as quick as the passing wind
Leaving nothing more then a distant memory,
And still I smile, hating this, hating you,
Wanting nothing more then to break the fingers that touch what I love,
But this feeling, this feeling isn’t me,
These demons flowing through my veins aren’t mine,
But yet I still hate you, and I still I let theses conniving thoughts fill me up
Like a gas tank and soon...
I’ll light a match.
