Wednesday, November 30, 2022

Eyes

My finger just tapped the button, made sure to delete
She whispered sweetly, we're not alone, so be discreet
I turned in a vapid horror, and I said, You make me sick
Don't you know, her face changed seven tones to hate
A hand struck me with a countenance of hatred, thick
She made sure to take from me, everything, to retaliate
And I meant to only leave her be, and for me to dream
Meaning for her to disappear into ethers, enter the hive
My flesh dying, without notice or mention, I'll survive
Because there's more than you might see with your eyes