Shadowed illusions
Stealthy words
Oh how convincing you are
Smart enough to know it's
Lies
Desperate enough to
Ignore them
I plead to you
Over
Over
Over again
You ruin me
Again
Again
Again
It's over
I cannot
Trust
Myself
You ruin me
I'm slipping and you don't see it
What does it take for you to see it?
Will anyone ever see it?
Oh dearest, I hate myself
I am disgusted
Terrified
Of knowing what I can do
Have done
Will do
I'm sick
Why can't you see my mask?
I take it off just for you
Now I have to keep it one
Because you don't understand
Angry
YOU ARE READING
Believe
PoésieThis is the tale of emotions gone rogue. They stole a depressing '69 Mini Cooper Country Man. Denial is driving. Anger is smoking a cigarette in the passenger seat. Identity is nowhere to be found. The red flags are in the trunk. Okay, not seriously...
