always the victim
never the villain
denial
vested with hope
in all the wrong places
weakness born from
repetition and boredom
and occupied with the past
refusal
of a simple dream
held back by love
and infused with hate
living the illusion
secretly in pain
rain
on the inside
everything leaves a scar
an invisible spot
on the soul of who you really are
always running
one drink away from
happiness
one fuck away from
acceptance
one lie away from
truth
waiting for a moment
that may never come