Letters To Him #3

I used to pity you, and all that you had gone through. Every action that had led to the scars on your heart, all the wrong you did not deserve. That is until I discovered the vengeance you seek in those you find unworthy. What defines worth, my dear? To you, the expectations on value and respect are never held to your own doing. So what defines worth? Innocent souls trip on mistakes in your path and you condemn them for life. What defines worth? You do realize that this pattern of defining another’s worth, to you, is a viscous cycle of revenge, right?

You will never find happiness and peace while battling a non-existent war. Look around, my dear, for you have wounded those around you who have had nothing but love for you. Hearts that have been misplaced due to your lack of empathy and self serving actions. I hope you finally get what you are looking for, however, I really hope you get what you deserve.

Composure

I let your touch guide me
Drifting into the same energy 
We find ourselves visiting
Unspoken yet synchronized desires
Folding within and together
We’re falling into unknown territory
But we will deal with the risks
While time remains still

Always Me

Dripping in sin
Cold with a grin
She’s begging to touch
But you never give in

Poisonous tongue
Only for fun
A dangerous game
You have now just begun

Take one more step
Don’t hold your breath
There’s rapture inside
But it all ends in death