Infidelity

I don’t deserve This kind of punch to my pride You used your best left hook, uppercut and jab to my ego Here desperately griping the corner of the ring Unable to believe the idea That he ever felt that my commitment was unclear Upsetting the balance of sincerity Exploiting the warmth of dedication Renewing embers with bitter prodding Of the magnifying glass All it takes is dingy light to make flaws shine clear And penetrate the veil of secrecy latched onto hidden personalities Do you see what I see in the mirror the mirror reflects only what wants to seen You must envision otherwise, debunking my vitality ;Lies You dare to have the audacity to question Shady threats show the insecurity Of Casanova condemning me of adultery I know your eyes and the light inside when they lie Truth slaps me in the face Wrestles me to the ground And I awake Infidelity Incapable of preserving my composure Searing scarlet words of fury Hurl from my mouth smoldering as it goes up inflating in my throat Bubbling as they force my lips to part And wreak wounds on my heart Truth mutilates any person of moral character Passion unfeigned will never be realized Through those caramel eyes by now you Must have forgot, Must have thought unproven My devotion, the sincerity of your doubt doubles the drought Of my usual honest style Emotions upsurge and boil over My kettle is scalding and you know it Why do you sit there and smirk as I make I fool of myself? Playing with your coffee Fingers tracing Silhouettes of shadows Trying to disqualify all irrelevant thoughts of the mind I’m feverish to inflict pain Hot with the desire to see ancient abrasions of heartache reopen Swollen, pulsating, engorged with despairing pleas I sweat for those wounds to bleed But these words I say bounce off and attack me precisely Where it’s supposed to strike you Must we deny the fact That the cunning of my cutthroat declarations Sharp and wicked Hack off inches of respect I can see on your face, Icy indifference chest heaving pursed lips these insults have nothing to do with you and everything to do with me Plainly seen, meticulously measured The words spill out in vain Aiming for a jugular vein, or so Jagged memories mean nothing I suppose Daggers are designed for the killing of dreams Jaded relationships and faded engagements Falling down as rapidly As they came