The Journey

Your charm was intoxicating

As you hid away your deceit

It was a disaster in waiting

As you swept me off my feet

And as red flags were waving

My head sank further in the sand

I often sat debating 

If I deserved the anger in your hand

You sad little child

You never learned to cope

Your hardships got the better of you

As you kissed goodbye your last hope

Unlike you, my pain won't own me

I'll live until I die

Maybe some other tragedy will find comfort in your lie