Do you ever have those days when you forget to forget?
Forget to forget about the little things.
My bulletproof wings shot to pieces, I crash, I burn.
Lumps of me torn away, little by little the self disappearing.
The veneer of respectability scoured away by rough tongue.
The outward shining surface eaten by acid comments.
Cupid's poisonous arrow skewers my heart,the pretence too much to bear.
The long goodbye begins.