This plot is pure chaos
Missing scenes, missing parts
We’ve reached our resolution
Before our story starts
The conflict and the fighting
The climax of our lives
The tragedy of our words
Scream we won’t survive
All our sadistic memories
Make us who we are
All our filthy thoughts
Won’t get us very far
We improvise the laughter
The smiles they are fake
We paint our selves a comedy
When reality we cant take
This theme of pain is horrid
The irony of our fate
This symbol of love is awful
Two hearts filled up with hate
Our simile of happiness
Like sunshine in the night
The metaphor of love
A necklace worn too tight
Our dialogue is broken
You won’t talk to me
My monologue is lost
And I’m left my soliloquy
No chance to show my feelings
No chance to make amends
Misplaced from the beginning
No chance of being friends
Your satire is discarded
Your act of chivalry
This paradox is twisted
This life reality
If these words are speaking
Then you personify them too
This love’s a flower wilting
As I am to you
Your words they shoot the poison
As my leaves fal to the ground
My voice locked in a prison
A waste of useless sound
This onomatopoeia
The pow when we began
Foreshadowed me an ending
I couldn’t understand
The flowers and the kisses
Disguise your hidden scheme
Your cruel and violent passion
Is worse than any dream
The hindsight of our future
Will never be exposed
And our denouement
Will bring our final close
We can not keep from fighting
Without biting off our tongues
These words we hear are toxic
Like acid in our lungs
As I come to think
Figurative language is a lie
It’s twisting the truth
Just like you and I