Are you weary of me?
As I am weary of you?
This back and forth between us.
This unanswered truth.
Are you tired of our dancing?
Of our fluttering lies.
Is this us trying to protect ourselves,
With masks of shamed disguise?
Masks of Shamed Disguise
Hallucination of Lies
Your smile works like a charm. A charm full of magick as it dangles in front of me drawing me in. I float in the possibility of us, stuck in a dream. Until that dream shatters around me the moment you are gone. Realizing you were only a vision, a hallucination of lies, I find a mirror and remind myself that there once was a me without you. And I will find that me again.
Predator Eyes
What drew you to me?
Was it my innocence?
Did it radiate to you?
Could you tell I was a victim,
Because I didn’t have a clue?
Couldn’t avoid you
or notice your predator eyes.
Couldn’t deny you
or sift through what I didn’t know were lies.
I let you have me
and take me
to the worst parts of you.
I let you use me
and break me
because I didn’t have a clue.
Regaining Lost Aspects: Mind and Soul 