What do you hide
Behind those golden eyes?
It kills me inside
To not have that knowledge.
So many secrets hidden
In plain sight,
Whilst here I thought
I was a man with the key,
But I stay locked outside.
Unable to see
The real you,
As you paint a picture of trust
That I must
Learn to love
Without actually peeking inside.
What’s that you are afraid of?
Of what I might say?
But I have said so many things,
And yet you are here,
And yet I am there,
Knocking at your door,
Like you were my only exit
From this punishing world,
And the answers I seek
For all the questions of life
Are all drenched with the ink
Of honest words,
I could be dead
And yet talk to you for a while
But it wouldn’t stop all the lying
You invite home without my consent
As I feed it my favourite bread,
Knowing it would slay me one day
When I am resting on my bed.
Here I am thinking about your guile,
How I were to remember you as my murderer
Who smothered me with all her secrets
And didn’t bother to tell me when it got over.