So angry now because of my illusion?????????
Things you thought you loved, you now despise.
Filled with anger so powerful you almost fear it,
Trust, contaminated with filth: deceit and lies.
Bitterness overpowers you like a storm in the sky,
In the dead of the night you ask yourself why?
Why is disguise ever so cunning and evil,
It can shatter a person’s hopes to bits.
As you reflect on the damage it’s done to you,
You quiver at the thought of it.
Now you become afraid to open up to anyone,
doesn't matter where or when.
For you fear if you do, you’ll think that they're true
and find an illusion again.
Life can be a real fun sometimes!
Dona
GOD BLESS!!
