Cruelty Through Different Eyes

I have wondered how in all those years

trusting blindly without eyes to see

how to know those certain words shared

only served to make fun of me?

each time I wasn't around

me, who was true to only you

who absorbed your fears when they were huge

protecting hearts and tender tears

to find out now, you laughed and mocked

why would you

it's obvious now, it must have been

nothing more than an altered state

where all is well, where the mind conceives

and believes

turning back, would I still see you there

or would wisdom reflect the truth I dared not speak

ferocious fiend with a heavy hand,

miserable and extreme

inside these frames were happiness and smiles

excitement so high, so certain it was real

only to realize, it was all contrived

as

summer flared while autumn dared 

we tripped along the royal rise

it seems incomprehensible you would besmirch

those tender sprouts, tiny buds

shy, but ever willing...

my adulation was so strong

held so long inside these beating parts

at long last, we'd reached that nexus

and to think, I was so sure

brought back now, by this gut wrenching blow

you were nothing more than counterfeit

completely unauthentic

we shared laughter once in a distant land

where sassafrass sang and Elpis hummed

some other world

where up is down 

and black is white

wrong is right ...

Reviews

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~~ it's an extremely powerful piece, alisa... ~~ even i regret taking certain mentally unhinged people seriously... ~~ i didn't think they were insane at the time and that gave them the opportunity to create problems for me... ~~ all of those problems were completely avoidable... but some deranged people are so skilled at being deceptive that we don't realize they are deranged until something bad has already happened...

[D Ruppert]

The wave of emotions erupting from your masterfully chosen words, thoughts articulated, the ebb and flow like that of the tides. the build up, the pain, anger, betrayal just exploding...yet another amazing write.

[Alisa Js]

Thanks again, David...you are way too kind, really. Wishing you well.

Alisa 💫

[Perdition]

One of your best ..No doubt! Sleep well in that knowledge and keep pressing those
edges. Not therapy but writing and writing as good as this can be anything it wants…even therapy~

[Alisa Js]

Why thank you! I just now saw your comments, I am touched....

...and flattered. Wishing you well.

Alisa 💫