You were too good to me.
You gave me everything,
but I
was not
what you
believed.
Wearing you
and your words
was easy.
Tailored,
like designer clothes.
Cut to fit,
but I
was never meant
to wear them
for very long
at all.
I wonder how it hurt you
to see me peel away
the things that made me great,
the face that you embraced.
I was only there
to live your dreams
and fulfill
all your
imaginings.
There is a danger
in dealing in wishes.
Dreams are the highest
value of currency.
Once you learn
to trade
in the ethereal,
you never go back
to blood,
and sweat,
and tears.
Such paltry coinage.
I wonder if you recognize me, now.
Wearing my new skin.
I see you from afar,
lost look in your eyes,
seeking the dreams, I took
when I was satisfied.
I wonder what it’s like
to look out at the world
and not have any hope,
or wonder,
or faith left
anymore.
Careful what you wish for.
There’s more than me out there,
fulfilling wishes
and taking
the light out of life
for our own amusement.
I’ll be there,
then I’ll be gone.
You’ll wonder if I was ever
really there at all.
But you’ll know
you’re missing something.
The dream you lived
has withered,
leaving you barren
and wondering
if you ever really dreamed at all.
HG – 2022
