The Thorn

The time has come for us to move on, 

for if we keep looking back we will always ask, 

"what went wrong?"

 

You placed a thorn in my side

the day you decided to lie. 

Damn your selfish pride, 

you allowed it to become alive.

 

Although none are perfect and all have faults;

lying and using are ones I simply cannot 

and will not accept.

 

We both deserve someone 

but it's not each other, 

I don't want to continue to duck and cover.

 

Each time you lied , the thorn dug deeper

which kept me in a painful stooper.

 

I now release you to be with yourself 

and my heavy thorn can be plucked. 

I wish you all the best of luck.

 

 

Written By-Claysong(C)