Poison, by any other name is just as deadly: Poetry

Mask Of Love

I look at you, for you I long,

You fill my head with fear.

I sing of you in light-filled songs,

That I know you cannot hear.

Your eyes can't see the simple beauty,

Your ears can't hear my laughing joy.

Your skin won't feel me touch you softly,

Your hands can do naught but destroy.

Your heart doesn't feel my love,

You refuse to tell me why,

You tell me that you're high above,

Yet you've fallen from the sky.

Hate for that for which I cared,

Frustration chills my warm concern.

Rebellion where I was scared,

Of you I've at last learned.

You haven't been hurt,

You haven't been scarred.

You haven't been burnt,

You want to break my heart.

So I look down at your fallen soul,

The soul that took my heart.

You wanted to go higher but off the edge you rolled.

You tried to break my spirit but it's you who has been scarred.