the doves that fly from my mouth
are simply crows painted white, plastered
with the lies i tell myself every day.

there's no master magician
behind the curtain - just a person.
a hypocritical, delusional illusion of a person.

and these sparkles that you see,
nothing but smoke-bombs and trickery,
a costume to hide the reality that i'm a sham.

My feet are planted in today,
But
My mind wanders into the past
And yet,
My heart yearns for the future.

Ripples

Looking at my reflection
In this pool of rejection.
Imperfection reside as ripples.

What would I not change,
To feel less deranged.
Rearrange the ripples inside.

The answer is many,
So throw in a penny.
Like the wave of destruction i know...

Just one little crooked smile,
Drawing into sparkly eyes that glisten.
Can hide a thousand tears a mile,
Will you watch or will you listen.

Truth lies behind her facade,
The darkness residing in her stone heart.
Can you make her drop her guard,
Force demons to diminish and depart.

4 walls around me.
I sit and await.
I imagine an exit,
i anticipate my fate.

Hemp rope,
friction burns.
I am bound at the knees.
Hoping im really bound to please?

Coldness beneath me.
Hard stone floor.
He promised to make me,
his special little *****.

Each limb of mine aching,
While emotionally chastised.
I expect he’ll ignore
my most desperate of cries.

He walks toward me,
He strokes my hair.
Then pull on it tightly.
To gage my despair.

Stroking my face,
Gazing into my eyes.
With a look I’ve come
to recognize.

A single tear,
He wipes from my face.
“i promise to start slowly, then pick up the pace.”

It hurts when he hurts me.
I feel it twofold.
It hurts that he hurts me,
More than any threshold.

Physically restrained,
Still emotional ******* hurts more.
But he promised to make me,
his special little *****...

I want to be everything to you,
I will lie with the most beautiful of intentions.
I will lure you in with my multiple dimensions.

You softened for me
The look in your eyes changed as you opened your heart.
Then changed back to ice
Caught up in my hurt.

I am lost in you.
Will you be lost in me?
Together we are beautifully destructive
Our presence to eachother both mutually disruptive.