Suspicious.

This must be it,the word.

they could only use to describe this world.

Suspicion,

they felt,

as they let themselves to feel,

more than ever,

but never.

And they sigh,

but then they stop.

And instead of being suspicious,they

start to look at people doing _a sin,_

_and they say:_

_What a suspicious thing to do._

__

And things come again and again,over again,as a time loop.

And yet,no...

When did I start being so suspicious?

Maybe it’s the people I’ve met that are nasty & vicious.

Sometimes I put everything to question.

It can be an incredibly, tormenting obsession.

Every man I see, I suspect is the devil.

My suspicion is on another level.

Every person I meet I question their thoughts,

My stomach churns, all tangled in knots.

I remember a time when there was no one I didn’...

A dark, silent figure

A living shadow

I cower and shiver

His eyes, cold and hollow

His face is bitter

His mouth a deep frown

He stares at me coldly

Scanning me up and down

His finger on the trigger

Ready to shoot

His lips start to quiver

As something takes root

His face, it crumples

He steps even nearer

He falters, he stumbles

As I stare in the mirror...

Who could it be?

Making you smile.

It isn’t me.

Not for a while.

We’ve drifted apart,

But I’ve never strayed.

I gave you my heart,

And that’s where it’s stayed.

Makeup and hair done,

To go to the gym?

I no longer care, hon,

If you are with him.

Confront you about it,

Or let sleeping dogs lie?

By that - I mean you _bitch._

I want you to die....

It’s the way he towers over her shoulder, watching her phone

It’s like he’s on a throne

That he doesn’t own

A ruling clone

Of all his ancestors

It’s made of metal, unmovable, cold as ice

It’s a one in a million chance, a toss of a dice

But does he realize the price?

The price of his greed

The cost of the deed

Even the gods in the heavens decreed

That this man is trouble

His heir line will crumb...

I can’t tell

If you’re being honest.

Do you mean well?

Should I give it a rest?

Is what you

Say

True?

Will I really get my way?

I can’t find it in me to trust

You

When your obscene words seem to bust

Right out of the blue.

It’s all a lie,

With a liar

Like you, I’m sure to die,

To live I shall aspire.

Suspicion,

My confliction

Drives my

Decisions.

I can’t trust you

Anymore,

So please do

Head...

“We’re caught in a trap,” that’s what Elvis said.

But I can’t get your suspicious words out of my head.

For you said you went to work but you went somewhere else instead.

I do not know just where you went, but I heard you didn’t go to work

Somebody said you were at a club doing some dance called the twerk

Another person said that you were hanging out with some big jerk.

I suppose that all my sus...

It’s dark out

Walking home at night

Shadows are lurking about

Waiting to be known

Trees swaying in the wind

Clouds in the sky

Thoughts clouding my mind

A gut feeling is coming on

A thought from the days trouble

A thought that came with

Death

Murder

Hope

War

I feel im being watched as those thoughts

Come on

I stop waiting

But I hear the wind

But then I hear the steps

The blade being ...

Beneath twilight’s glowing hue,

A whisper lingers on cooling air,

A secrets veiled, perhaps untrue,

Or truths corrupted beyond repair.

That steady creep of quiet feet,

A shadow slips where none should go,

Each fleeting sound, heart’s steady beat,

Each silence shreiks of what I know.

A gaze that shifts, and words that stall,

Intent that lurks behind a smile,

They conspire? Not one, but all?

As do...

Beneath the moon's silver gaze so bright,

Whispers dance in the cloak of night,

In shadows deep where secrets sleep,

The doubts of man his heart do sweep.

Unseen eyes from the darkness peer,

Through the veil of truth and fear,

A furtive glance, a cautious tread,

Silent words that go unsaid.

Each step a journey through the haze,

A labyrinth of mind’s dark maze,

Where trust is thin as morning mist...