My Agony, My Ecstasy


I saw the mirror break, 

Shatter into a million pieces. 

No, that one is a lie. 

It was rather a hearts disease

Than a reflection losing face. 


Out with the truth, I sighed, 

Shook the mountains bare. 

A lie, but I have tried again

Nigh, the worst is forseeably rare.

A pretty lie in a pretty bow. God, the flare. 


I have lived through the pain, 

A never ending agony of disgrace

That left a lingering taste

I never lied. I just hid. My face

Away from the haunting happy maze.


And yet, I have grown to like him.

To trouble him always. To love him endlessly.

He has become closer to heart. 

A pain that never shuts down. A curse. 

My pain, my Agony, my new ecstasy.

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