See Through
The treasure I have is buried again,
He will never find it, for he abused what he had,
Taken advantage of a heart so willing to give,
His own selfish reasons so egos agenda can live,
His tactics and manipulation scream hidden fears,
Not knowing what real love is for all these years,
He must barter and lie and hang by a thread,
And treat you like an option instead of realizing what he had,
Seeing through every word that falls out of his mouth,
Every hidden agenda seems to come out,
Intelligence intimidates him, he'll talk you down,
In his eyes there is no equal value to be found,
He straps on his ego like a belt around his waist,
Then runs around nekkid like he's winning a race,
Living in the image in his own imaginary world,
Is better than facing the reality of experiencing a love that's real,
Stuck in an illusion, he can't shake himself awake,
Denying himself to live and die this way,
Even at this very moment his ego will get offended,
He will take offense instead of seeing what needs to be mended,
It be denial till death, or change his heart,
Turn around and see the love that you got...
Copyright © Cortney Bartholomew | Year Posted 2017
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