Dying,
Starving
Affection cannot survive on empty promises and sweet nothings
I drown my pillow in tears as I swim in heartbreak and drown in agony
The fog will fade
Once I figure you out I’ll see you are just a projection of the greatness I buried under the rubble of self doubt and insecurities
Too afraid to see, I project from soul onto you
You look like the stuff of legends
They would sing the ballads I wrote about you and recite all the sonnets, if they saw you with my eyes
When the haze clears, I know I’ll be looking in the mirror
The veil is torn
The smoke screen is lifting
Turn off the fog machine
The only extraordinary things about you are all the virtues I granted in my imaginings
A pretty little face and only a little bright
I should edit the gospels before they spread
Decry, dethrone and destroy the idols I built in your image
Just a lost boy seeking his mommy’s love
A little kid playing pretend
Dripping insecurity
Wrapped in loneliness
Seeking solace in my arms
Stealing my warmth, leaving me freezing
The spell wears off
I can see better today than I did yesterday
Malnourished love, bread crumbing the delusion, it died
It was all in my head
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