Heartless Contender

I've been so branded this heartless contender,
the ofender of viscious riddle-less rhyme.
by them, sick and twisted but none-the-less gifted and
ill-witted by their footwork combined.
So leave me tired
or leave me defenseless
leave me with the poetry they never mentioned
as i'm blinded
by the absentminded style of insult to injury she's pretended.
they don't understand who i've really defended.

they've cut me under the weakest circumstances
as she dances around the facts
she'll bury you alive under made up stars beyond the ceiling of frustrating acts.
I've been so branded this heartless contender
but under any point of view i'll pass.
She's lost control
making me feel cold burying the grave where i stand.

But you can save me
from the strangling thats dangling me from the ceiling of my empty room.
for you understand that this heart does contend
but on for you... and only for you.

By strings and chords i'm lifted from this matress
i'm choking on the art i onced breathed
a lovish mix tape all on through never knowing what to do.
she never understood what i wanted her to keep.

I can hardly think about the fall when i can see it from far,
shining it's golden light beyond my window.
by these words i'm sold Autumn is making me feel old
and i'm running with you to no place in particular.

so leave me tired
and leave me defenseless
you knew all along that i really meant this
stop her relentless strikes to my throat
i'm safe here in your arms
but how do you feel?
now that you know this is real?
this heartless contender has taken his kneel.
and will look for you among each star.

and that's how i always want it to be.