his Ploy and My Delusion
From birth we have walked hand in hand. Being his friend has been so easy and comfortable
I will fear no evil, we are very well acquainted. He wears fancy clothes and has lots of friends. I will fear no evil, we are very well acquainted. (it’s so evident) that I am drawn to him and he knows I am his victim.
I am drawn to him.
I am the victim. There is no real relationship here, but I’m the victim by decision. It’s just his ploys and my delusion. His voice is a fire. The fire is crawling ever so slowly. My face perspires, he is just stalling. I am on fire but it won’t consume me.
Now I reconsider this friendship. It has brought forth no fruition. And my conclusion will be this: that it was just his ploy and my delusion.
released March 1, 2011
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