evacuated flesh
soulless, sunken-eyes remain
an illusion of myself
buried at my weddings wake
a voluntary death

phantom pains of a lost youth
seemingly non-viable
no worth to my existence
decades of grief drag on

desensitized motions
a falsified perfection
a counterfeit happiness
my show to the audience
everyone is deceived

-except you-

not fooled by my gestures
my fragile soul's transparent
you uncover my lost worth
expose my raw happiness
found my independence

now resuscitated
emotions resurrected
decisions become hopeless
my desire; life with you
my promise; death with him

my commitments bind me
my obligations, the rope
I must choose what I've chosen

in my death, you get my heart
for you are its founder
Written by raorrick (Rachel O.)
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