i thought the sun rose
and fell on your horizon,
i followed you like a shadow
but i wish i opened my eyelids
a bit wider so i could have seen
how much time i wasted
waiting for the ends to justify the means.
i loved you with every fibre of my being,
you kissed me like a guillotine
and i felt my breath fleeing.
i tasted truth on your sugar-coated tongue
and yet i should’ve noted how you eat your young.
you beat my gums with cheap talk
and sleepwalk about a bed of nails.
you raised questions so i read the braille
and i was amazed by the minor details you failed
to acknowledge let alone unveil.
yet you’ve shown a new face,
i’ve grown ail of your grace
and how you can encase
your faith by nailing it in place
but with love like a wraith,
you've always found a way
to circumvent the rays
and shine on my darkest days.

© Matthew Harlovic