Looking at you
looking at me,
two opposing polarities.
What do you see?
What I see of you
is only what you
show me.
Beauty is only skin deep
but affection is a blade
cutting through your layers,
laying you bare as a babe.
Hatred destroys you,
irradiates your soul,
breaks down creation,
until you
don’t exist
anymore.
Be careful what you wish for,
or what you think you see.
I’m only what I show you,
you’re only what you show me.
We are each deceptions
and we are each our lies.
The truth is in here,
somewhere,
but it’s just a mask
on the outside.
HG – 2021