Ghost-ed
Today I ghosted someone
please don't ask why,
cause they really seemed sweet
and all I did was lie.
About my thoughts, intentions,
the date he asked to meet
he asked me to the pictures,
I smiled through gritted teeth.
With a sprinkle of deceit
I strung him along,
to fill some hollow void
when I knew it was was wrong.
For weeks on end
we'd talk for hours every day,
but in the back of my mind
other forces were at play.
You see these days this happens often
one person decides to run,
but it's usually not me
with their fingers on the gun.
I wanted to understand
why boys always seem to leave,
is it something intrinsic
or like Adam and like Eve.
Is there some amazing rush
the thrill of the chase,
once the prey is ensnared
their value is erased.
Like a hunter and a deer
furious passion in their eyes,
no sympathy, no mercy,
they live for your demise.
But all I've felt is guilt
there is no victory to boast,
between these walls i'll hide
and haunt this house like a ghost.
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