5/26/04

Men: The Most Hated

Unscathed: I Wish
You held me up so highly in the company of goddesses and angels, only to let me fall further than Satan himself did from heaven
Your delicious words wrapped ever so protectively around me like bubble wrap around precious china
Your muddy green-eyed gaze upon my face delighting me in ways previously unknown to the cerebral corridor
Now all I see through those eyes are green pools of deceit. I see minions of trickery and lies busily working away at their next soul to claim
Through your eyes I see what I would never want any child of mine to be. What used to look like sunny filled bowls of freesia, now looks like dehydrated glum tumbleweeds to me
I cannot fully blame you for this pain, but then again I can. I told myself that I wouldn't allow anyone's words to infiltrate my core again, you said I need not worry with you. I told myself that I would never listen to anyone with cotton candy ears again. Nevertheless, you spoke words to me that acted like rain and melted all that interference away
I'm much too intelligent to be a fool, yet I'm too foolish to be intelligent
All I have of you now is memories marred with anger and resentment. 4 weeks of joy, surely to be followed with 4 weeks of confusion, anger, sadness, and loneliness
All that is left to do is to collect the shards from a incomplete, broken heart, and try to reshape them into something functional
I can only hope from afar that you too feel some sort of pain or suffer in some form, on the same level that I do.