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