Tastes

What once tasted like principles
now tastes like insults

Constitutions flooded with pain
living in an unrefined state

Bread crumbs on my chest
lead to your mistress

Your secrets might be safe with me
but i'm not good at hiding myself

Like an unhinged heart
I follow you

Chaos masters me
For I make my home in a quandary

Mislead by my desires
backed by your conscience

Masked in your stench
I breath in your lambastes

You corrode over
my harsh edges
that I built with love
and foregone fears

A choice of subterfuge
for allying me with the dead

You do the things you do
But I merely ask for who?

You desolate yourself
just to see
how bleak can a will to live be?

Once a tell-tale heart
has now fallen apart

So my lover
rest upon the stars
as I free myself from the clutches
of our past

The intoxicant wears out
fall from your high
wake up and smell
the times gone by