You were saintly, sweet and soft
A light in the dark, hope in despair
And in you I saw all I wanted
We could have been happy
But then the mask slipped
And now you're mad.
Your light was a phantom, a paper lantern
Held up for my benefit alone
You are twisted at the core, just like me
My twice-broken heart now recoils, guilty
But at least I understand- we couldn't have been happy.
Wait for when the mask slips.
Oct 27, 2016
Oct 27, 2016 at 12:34 PM UTC
You were saintly, sweet and soft
A light in the dark, hope in despair
And in you I saw all I wanted
We could have been happy
But then the mask slipped
And now you're mad.
Your light was a phantom, a paper lantern
Held up for my benefit alone
You are twisted at the core, just like me
My twice-broken heart now recoils, guilty
But at least I understand- we couldn't have been happy.
Wait for when the mask slips.
