Do not split into a two faced color scheme when I appear before you
You lie with words to make me feel special and then betray me in the worst way
My hopes were forced to rise higher and higher each day.
I appear for our date and you say not one word to me while you stay clutched to a friend
You are an ameba that refuses to live up to the expectations you yourself set
My dreams of fantasy
Left you dripping wet
And now you call for another guy’s arm and cling to him like a little girl clutching her daddy’s big, strong arm while touring a carnival in wonder and then turn upward to smile in joy
It makes me sick how truth never lingered long in our relationship.
One false promise after another left my heart a pile of scattered crumbs upon a bloody floor
My better half untainted by lust
Reaches into the closet and pulls out a dust pan and broom to sweep my shattered heart off the floor.
So many words shared and exchanged like currency
Easily evaporated again like a cup of water out in summer heat
When reality comes in and tells you to wake up
From a world built entirely of fantasy and resides only in your dreams
Do not succumb to the gaping doorway filled to the brim with whispy shadowed, outstretched hands
And get sealed in a world where the soul is snapped in half and drowned in the lost hopes of fragmented dreams
A world I never want a round trip ticket to.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem