Pedestal high,
You circled me.
Thunder and lightening emanating from my heart and my soul,
Tied to you,
Or so I thought.
Your touch was the sun, lighting my days,
Your words, the dark that destabilised me.
And then the scales fell from my eyes.
A deep breath of bravery,
A moment of honesty,
And the scales fell to show me the truth.
You’re a siren,
a player,
a liar.
An actor, caught up in your own
starring role,
Writing the screen play,
Manipulating your players.
I see through you now.
See through your words,
Your memories,
Your games.
Strangely,
As the scales fell,
they strengthened my heart.
Realisation,
that I was fooled by a forgery,
In love with an ideal;
You were not a reality.
There was no promise or potential,
No right or wrong time.
So now, clear of dreams and lies,
I see you for what you are because
The scales fell from my eyes.
Great post 🙂
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Thank you! Unfortunately, very true
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