mahayana im collapsing under the weight of your
beautiful lies.
sweet words that i wanted to believe.
when you poked and prodded at the past.
when you painted pictures of the future.
you dissected my heart
told me what you wanted to hear.
but only to leave me with the remnants
of a taped together self.
broken once - was that not enough?
and now you had to wake me up to do it all over again.
what is wrong with you that you could not see what your lies would have done to me? did you not care for me at all? you say you do, but i don't see it. i don't feel it. im stupid for caring, for worrying about you, and for losing myself to you.
what's it to you?
who go