I followed a path created by my resilience
Stupidity isn't suppose to share the same import as persistence

There isn't a tell what your beauty holds
Wits, mesmerism and turns, maze and tricks

And now I can't go back on loving you
Maybe I could if I had walked in soft thread

Everywhere I wander to carries me to you
And my prints are all over the crime scene

World war three inside of me dragging
Long as I am not outside life for nothing

She appealed to my protective side
She crowded my learned sense of awareness

I followed a path treasured by frost and my stupidity
And her thighs guides me to my eclipse

You wipe the path that leads to you
And have turned off the sun following my wake

Outside contentment for greed
Inside my bed for hair
Below my navel with intentions

On the cross hairs for dead
Hit the ground bouncing from the grave

I take a look at the roses meant for you
As they wither to the disdain in my eyes

My surest empathiser
My little messengers to you
My karma roses

Reminder of how it feels to be betrayed
Should feel just the same even in a different time zone

This's not an " Hello from the other side"
This's the other side of the coin with the same outcome

Now that you are everything you wanna be
Now I am no good for you, no match for your learned flesh

Occulted by your mischievous cleavage
I followed your misleading scent to the lion's den

Remembering what love was..
And everytime, I go into shock
Not knowing what changed

The things you have caused me
For the things I have done for you

Had I been the wiser
I should have figured out everything in your wake gets burned

But It's me holding the murder weapon with my heart ripped off
And you my handler... eating your cake
you having it

But anytime you do..
Your vomit shall carry me to you

Where the murder weapon shall on an occasion finally come home

Until we piece our Goodbyes together
My roses shall be in your garden ...