Saturday, May 30, 2015

Two years

Nothing changes
Only in shape and relevancy 
When you live
In a sub-reality 
mind altered world
Where there is no floor 
to find your footing

There is no escape
From the mind
That defends; protects

With its hands
writhing around your neck

Monday, May 25, 2015

Deceit

You colored the wool
you held over my eyes
with roses and wine
and sweet little lies

You left me to wonder
to ask myself why
I mean nothing
to those who tossed me aside