• Truth hurts more than nothing,
    To see in the light,
    Am I your friend?
    Or is that a lie?
    Mirror on wall,
    Showing only fact,
    Plain features, metal wires,
    Pink skin and small traps,
    Ragged fire, muddy glass,
    No glamour or shine.
    Almost thought, always hoped,
    I might maybe call you mine.
    Voice a horror, meanings a wreck.
    No hope in a black heart.
    Obsession, so hollow,
    Forever apart,
    Or wasn’t it always?
    Never belonging to the same world,
    Stuck with this truth,
    Fearing you and your words…