Prison Break

Written12/30/21

No one knows me at all,

But I can tell by the way that you smile.

My lies must feel real, after all.

How many more miles,

Are left in this empty cocoon,

Before I wake up?

Scared of who I really am 

I don't believe my eyes,

Baby blues,

The easiest to hide behind.

When I reach out to others,

To share my real thoughts.

It feels like I'm cheating,

On something we're not.

Yes, you can read my words I share,

But I don't know how much you believe 

Of my existential mis-identity.

I do have love for you.

But I can't love you,

If I don't love myself.

And you seem content.

With this status quo.

And I'm too scared to try and be bold.

We'll live this life together it seems,

Never really knowing what could have,

Been there for either of us.

The guilt eats me away, day by day.

We've built a unique life,

Complacent and complicit,

Traveling along the road of contentment.

But haven't a clue who you even are.

And all I've fed are lies to you.

And I will be your prisoner,

As you are also mine.

How much longer before,

One us actually wakes up,

And truly acts out this prison break?