In the early days,
When I was filled with dreams,
You, costumed all in grey and black,
Promised something wonderful.
So I followed,
And you taught me.
You were lonely, draped in sorrow,
Alluring in your strangeness.
I was trapped,
Fascinated by your darker side.
I was addicted to your enigmatical philosophies,
When I hungered,
You fed me more.
Would I have cared if I had known then
That they were all lies?
Now I'm looking into a mirror,
My reflection just a ghost of what I was,
I know that you watch me,
Trying to remember,
To figure out which of your beliefs
Distorted me so.
I drop the mirror,
Laugh as you recoil.
It's been so long
Since I've felt anything for you.
Before you and I know it,
Shards from the mirror
Are clenched in my hands.
We both cry as my blood falls to the floor.
You reach out to me,
Needing to hold me, control me.
I hesitate, then move away.
What if I'm just another one of your lies?

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