Disappointment

A stone thrown from
My throat to the pit
Swallowed like poison
Accepting the hit

 

Stomach in knots
Anguish in mind
How I could I let
My thoughts get behind?

 

When you said goodbye
Your slow sad ok
Turned my heart sick
My tongue got away

 

You're so accepting
Yet I so unkind
Acting the rebel
My voice was too blind

 

I'm sorry I'm sorry
Regret bites my lips
For I close my eyes
When mockery trips

 

Hypocrite, fool!
I've done it again
Sick to my stomach
Sick over sin

 

I really am proud
For decisions you make
I'm just not quite great
At avoiding mistakes

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