Of illusion.

The fire is lapping at my ankles.

Laughing at my pain though.

As it burns down all the rainbows.

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My breath comes ragged like these rumors.

Tyrannical ruler's

Frosted over like cranked-up coolers.

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The wreckage simmers in the darkness.

Threatening to spread flaming chaos

Or spark bliss.

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I have so little control

Nearly heartless.

All I can do is play my role

Trolling along....thoughtless...

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And in the darkness,

No one can see you cry.

They can only imagine how happy you are

And wonder why.

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You battle with the sadness

Constantly taunting the gallows.

Hollowed out like a jack-o-lantern

drowning in shallow shadows...

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"You look so empty..."

She said...

That's what she said.

I can't connect all of the fractured pieces in my head...

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I can't say out loud that I'd much rather be dead

Without someone freaking out over the last sentence that they read...

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It'll never end because you can never trust who you can't trust.

But best believe the other things are always as truthful as they seem.

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I guess I'll go on till I'm lost and forgotten.

Or till the hole in my chest is septic and beyond rotten...

I'm downtrodden.

I can't feel.

It's hard to separate what hurts and what's no longer real...