25.08.15 night

It’ nothing 

You said

It’s 

W hat you 

You didn’t 

Say

It spoke loudly

I learned more than, I wanted to 

Know

There’s only

Room for 

you 

In

your world 

it’s

not you 

it’s

me

I have a soul

And 

It lathes 

Being drained 

To 

feed  your 

never-ending conceit