(masquerade) "self destruction"

Bowing down to the poisons enveloping her youth,
Surrendering to the demons that seem to mask the truth,
Breaking all mirrors,
And clawing out her eyes,
She was always told her life lies there,
Her soul lies there.
Where her heart should be,
An empty hole,
For he took it from her, he snatched it away,
And ripped it in two and hissed which of these would be better for you.
Her face cracks, she has no tears to cry,Her eyes seem to only glimmer,
And her mouth is formed into a smile so perfect it seems artificial,
It seems dangerous,
Oh the depths of plastic, the unseen agony of it all.
A false sense of happiness is written across her face,
Masquerading around as if her life was real,
Abusing the terrain she worshiped,
Her reflection in water,
Shows her malfeasance easily, vibrantly in the light.
She seems to glow, but no one but me seems to know.
I pity her, if only she could see her self.
Infidelity tastes so sweet when you have a bitter tongue,
The mirror, the mind, the mouth and I,
All sat down for a cup of tea,
Let’s make small talk and smile awkwardly,
The dirt curls up under my toes, whispering “remember me?”
I looked at her and she looked at me,
I never saw her blink,
But in the blink of an eye,
I could lift it all of her shoulders.
Spin over my shoulder and let her off the hook.
But I think I’ll make her stay there.
I’ll just stand here and look.

the lovley noodels,

Skinny dipping in the mud,
Houses breaking thud, thud. thud.
Goblets shatter,
And cut at my chest,
It doesn’t matter,
It’s just a test,
I know it.
These noodles cover my whole plate,
It drapes right over the side like a curtain
They’ll make me sick,
that’s for certain.
Stuck in a closet,
Locked in a closet.
That strip of light,
That line of light,
My lifeline,
The outline;
Of all things divine,
Wasting time,
Because it’s just life,
Spilling cream,
And pay the price.
Ask me twice and I’ll forget,
Ask me again I haven’t remembered yet.
Of course I have, but I’ll cut you out.
If you ask me what all this is about.
I’ll scream and lie,
And kick and cry.
Until you let me free.
My plate is full,
I’m not at all hungry,
It’s far too much for me.
Noodles and noodles and noodles and noodles,
Drowning me,
Consuming me,
Ridiculously.
I run away they follow me.
Help me,
Save me,
Love me,
Please.
You put your hand out but I cannot reach,
Take me,
I’ll follow you,
I want to,
But I’m too tied up,
I’m too caught up,
Too tangled up,
In these damn noodles.

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If I close my mouth will someone speak for me?
Will it be different, or simply, me- not speaking.
Every day is a new- confusion,
I’m counting my foot steps, because if not- I’ll lose them.
Moving in circles, but not too fast,
Gotta keep going- gotta stay on track.
If I close my eyes, will someone see for me?
Will it be different, or just me unable to see?
I’ll use a blind fold- maybe?
But it’s so nice outside.
So I’ll just- open my eyes, and
I’ll just- do everything right, and
I’ll just- dream black and white, ‘cause
I know- that’s what you like.
And I think, that the sun is green, and grass- grows from the sky,
Right? Yes. I don’t know why.
I think, I have fifteen toes, and I’ll bend over backwards because, I dropped my nose,
Right? Yes. I don’t know why.
I just always thought that’s how it should be,
If I close my mind will someone think for me?
Will it be different or…?