Your attention is intoxicating.....momentarily.
Your words spoken so sullenly and (in)sincerely regarding your current situation move me.
Your presence enraptures my flesh but leaves my soul cold and lonely as soon as you depart; for you haven't touched my soul, brother; only the shell it inhabits.
You whisper sweet nothings and shower me with adoration; whilst white washing the true aesthetically pleasing canvas of your life.
You feed me the bones as you ravenously devour my ability to see past your facade.
Highest praise to the Almighty for the brevity of your illusion.
I'm grounded yet again; alone and empty but filled with the promise of fulfillment.
Heart tattered; memory tainted; ability to trust fleeting as I search in the blinding density of the midnight fog for my self worth; suddenly remembering it was with me all along. I merely cast it aside and allowed you, or the figment of my imagination that was you, to feel the void.
And you still couldn't feel/fill it. Illusions aren't real. A dream only last for a night.
I'm awake and
The epiphany is realized. I AM worthy. I am WORTHY.
I AM WORTHY.......you are not....
