Go on
Have an affair,
I really don’t care
I’ve cried enough for the both of us
Your wants,
your lust,
the broken trust
I can’t understand why your doing this
I tell myself,
you just need some help
and maybe that’s true, although dangerous
You pull me down
We both hit the ground
Mercury’s wings can’t hold the two of us
Is it a spell,
this miserable hell,
that one might become so insidious
For I’ve tried my best,
to outlast your test
But now, I really don’t give a F__k
The Ragged Journal 