Thursday, October 6, 2022

The Queen of the Masquerade

She begged me to love her, but I could never do it
She desired my attention but it was almost violent
And as I closed my eyes, I couldn't bear to think it
She was very beautiful and her form pleased men
I had to not see it, unsee it in my memory
I couldn't afford to dream in the present
She moved me, I resisted, tried to hide my eyes
But she was someone I shouldn't be moved by
Whatever I saw, she was toxic, I can't disguise
The scorn I felt, the vile disgust she left in me
The masquerade she performed, left me torn
It was a vast celebration of lies
I'm flawed, foolish, an idiot, full of shame
She was the queen, of the moment
Of her day, a queen of sorrow
 A queen of the masquerade