| Deceit What's left of you when you break all of your own rules? What sense of loyalty can survive self-deceit? Running through this playground nightmare life of mine Ghosts and wolves in sheep's clothing Pulling at me from all directions Extracting dissected bits of me Placed under their self righteous interrogating lights When I'm only searching for a simple touch Something real Something I can feel Not another mirrored tortured soul Looking at me from behind a painted mask I want another to share these trials Catch me if I fall Hold my hair back when it all wants to come rushing out? When sometimes there's just too much inside Let me brush my lips across your shoulders in the morning? Spend a day at the beach splashing in the waves "Or we could just be silent"? But all of this, I didn't ask for I didn't ask to be tangled in this disgusting web Angles and intersections of truth and lies Hidden motives smiling eyes Blurring the lines of yesterday and today A hazy wash of experiences Transparent as a ragged butterfly's wing Transparent as their many colored masks. ~empressrouge 5/01 |