Whispers heard through out the night
Saying that they know all the truths
Don't let their lilac tongues fool you
They know of nothing
For their merely voices

.
For a second there
you got me thinking that you care
what a fool I am
To believe your lies
Again and again
.
Will I ever learn
Will I ever put myself first
Will this ever end
.
The pain
The suffering
The one sided love
.

.
To hold my heart in delicate fingers
is to hold a fool's rose in your hands,
shed no tears upon its brittle petals,
cry not for the fool that notice demands.

Let it flow like water from your soft palms
to scatter and fall through holes in the dream,
free diving in the space of emotions,
the fool's rose once cut exits the last scene.

So take care next time you happen upon
a fool's rose betwixt the lines of a song,
handle with love for if you hold it wrong
it will take your heart and be quickly gone.



© Pagan Paul (01/04/20)

Everyone was such a fool
They were easy to convince
But there was one that can't be wooed
That one person, it was me.

Despite the efforts of flushing away
All the memories I had of you
In my dreams you still haunt me—
Like a ghost— out of the blue.

Then when I woke the pain returned
As if all of it was only yesterday.
The memories I thought I burried,
Back on the ground they found their way.

Hours again of staring into nothingness
I felt my heart ripped apart.
Into my bed with steaming warmness
I cannot move on to a fresh start.

All the things that should feel natural
Suddenly felt like a work so hard
May it be breathing or blinking,
Even the beating of my heart.

All of it was because I once again dreamed of you
So believe me when I say...
It was never easy falling out of love for you.