I heard them speak of you
in ways
my heart just could not take.
But they were truths,
weren’t they?
After all you had done
to cast my sight to shadow
at last,
the light had been let in
and oh,
what a terrible place
I found myself in.
The person
you had led me to believe
was you
was little more
than a battered mannequin,
a bitter shell of a human being
with nothing going for her
but a pretty face
and malevolent soul.
Pathetic,
really.
~LunarianThoughts
