Being competitive I tuned in with your world
Call me a chameleon I can’t say the words are fake.
Days went on and you grew fond as I played the part.
As if we were puppets in a never-ending play,
The words spit out like ground up coffee,
But the words weren’t mine.
The words spelled things I had never seen or thought.
Endlessly my mind played with your heart.
You caught wind of the words from an unfaithful friend.
The nights kept me wake wondering who is this girl I play.
Your days stayed long with the love we both faked.
A sky full of stars and neither you or I can be found
Inhumed so deep to the crust of the Earth’s ground.
The sun blazed our sweaty souls for months,
But smiles showed when the sky spoke of change
The world we knew buried 6 ft. in her grave.
The temperatures dropped sending ice to our veins.
To keep warm, nakedly we made love unashamed.
And he said I’ll love you til the moon breaks apart,
But the moon has already broken apart,
Little did I know his fingers were crossed,
Infatuated til my soul was lost, then he buried me with the world."